Words and Music: Mike Connell
You never think to occupy my time,
And you never require
And you never lean to much
And it's always been this way
It's wearing thin,
Your words come crowdin' in,
But I want you to know
It's the stuff that stirs me up and follows me away
So write my name and carry my picture
There's nothing wrong
I'm willing, I'm willing, I will lead you on
So write my name and carry my picture, there's nothing wrong