Rowland S. Howard Wayward Man
Was there a povery of care,
When I cared for you?
And when I tumbled down the stairs,
Was I not there for you?
I'm the fly in your ointment,
Your major disappointment
Just because I can
Be your wayward man
I do all my best thinking
Unconscious on the floor,
And when I kissed you, darling,
Did I stick in your craw?
I'm the fly in your ointment,
Your constant disappointment
Just because I can
Be your wayward man
Was there a poverty of care,
When I cared for you?
And when I tumbled down the stairs,
Was I not there for you?
I'm the fly in your ointment,
Your constant disappointment
Just because I can,
Be your wayward man
(Be your wayward man)
I'm your wayward man.
