John Campbell Look What Love Can Do
I told the hobos
Down at the train yard
I wasn’t ridin
No more rails
I called up
All of my buddies
And said my main loft
Was for sale
Look
What love can do
Look
What love can do
I paid off
My tab at Big Rita’s
And I kissed
All the girls goodbye
Well I tossed
My black book to a stranger
And not a single
Tear fell from my eye
Look
What love can do
Look
What love can do
I finally got a mailing address
A telephone you can call
Throw my pants into the same corner
A picture of me on the wall
Well I
I gave up my double dealin
And I ain’t carryin’
My loaded dice
Well I quit
All my rumblin
Now I only
Tote one big knife
Look
What love can do
Look
What love can do
Ah, What love can do
