Let Her Down

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Let Her Down

There’s a bottle on the table,  an ashtray beside,
In my book the ink is running, from the tears I’ve cried,
I’m so far away,
looking out on some lonely town,

And I can’t forget the day,
I let that good woman down.

In my bed there’s a woman, who I don’t love true,
But she keeps me of thinking, of the one I do,
I’ve got a picture of her smiling,
But I’m nowhere to be found,

And I can’t forget the day,
I let that good woman down.

I remember the way she called out my name,
And how something so sweet could cause so much pain,
I can still hear the way her tears sound,

I let that good woman down.