Waiting All AloneA Poem by bigfootprintSo I sit here a-wonderin' if you're already gone.(Inspired by "Waiting for a Train") Too many times you're busy, Your family storm got worse You said you itch to see me. Is that itch now a curse? When I call you to say hello, somebody drops the phone So I sit here a-wonderin' if you're already gone. Someday I might get tired of waiting all alone. But I'll just keep on waitin' cause I know it could be worse. I do love the way you croon my favorite country verse You got me singing a sad song, a long flat sorrowful tone. I bet there is a girl somewhere who'd throw this dog a bone. I could go back to Texas, I know some girls down there. I spent some time in Fort Worth -- cowgirls everywhere. Somewhere a girl might be lookin' to take some cowboy home. One said she could teach me just how to ride her horse. But I'll just keep on waitin' for you, I know it could be worse. And I sure love the way you croon my favorite country verse.
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