Woman Without a Home

(Don Reid)



She was young and I was older

She believed everything I told her

She gave her heart and soul to me and more I wanted

She left home and gave her life to me alone.



And I had no right to treat her like I treated those before

But she loved it and wanted more

Sometimes I lied to make her happy

Sometimes she'd lie to see if I would lie some more.



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I hear now she's a mother

In North Carolina with her lover

And I'll bet she daily cusses me

And she's got reason for it.



But I hope life there is better

But I hope he don't let her

Have too much time to spend alone

'Cause she's a woman without a home...