Forgotten Man Lyrics by Elvie Shane
Go to bed early, wake up at dawn
Swinging from the hip, punching at the clock
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Go to bed early, wake up at dawn
Swinging from the hip, punching at the clock
We weren’t the ones runnin’ up and down Main Street
We were the backroads sixer in the front seat
Spray a little ether in the breather and hope she cranks
Pour a little Folgers from the thermos and take a drink
He ain’t got my smile that don’t bother me a bit
He’s got somebody else’s eyes I’m seeing myself in