Heart First

I’ve been romancing honey
Jacks tennesee gal
I shouldn’t do
Not with this checkered heart of mine

Jack knows my heart
He’s a friend like that
Says I need a change of clothes
My heart looks like a lesbian
In these checkered rags

So i’ve suited up this old heart
Tie an all, cover the bullet hole
Thats what I tell ’em anyway
“I surived the bullet, ma’am
I’m tough and ‘ard me, like!”

I don’t tell them I
Fell heart first
Over heels

(c) 2016 Feb

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