Now I Taste The Tears Lyrics


Buzz Clifford Now I Taste The Tears

Television's goin'

And the wash still on the line

Hear the whistle blowin'

Yeah, the train, it's right on time

I should try to catch her

But she's taken my last dime

Closets hanging empty

And the dresser drawers are bare

Dishes in the sink still

And the room could use some air

I should try to catch her

But would she really care

Tried to watch the TV

Reception ain't so clear

Walk into to the kitchen

Guess I'll have a beer

Then I find a letter

Now I taste the tears

Stated first she's sorry

For the wrong she's done

Maybe I can forgive her

But what's done is done

Walk into my bedroom

Then I find my gun


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