(Sanger D. Shafer)

A jukebox introduced us,
When the 60's were still young.
"If you got the money honey,"
got my nickels one by one.
I tried to imitate that song.

It's not right but lefty's gone.

Now "Always Late" breaks my heart,
And every song he sang I played the part
I heard he was sad, and lived alone.

It's not right but lefty's gone.

He played the fair in Dallas one year,
In the cold October rain.
Most folks stayed home and warm,
But he sang just the same.
I caught a chill before I got home.

It's not right but lefty's gone.

Now "Always Late" breaks my heart,
And every song he sang I played the part.
I heard he was sad, and lived alone.

It's not right but lefty's gone.

It don't seem like he was around that long

It's not right but lefty's gone...