| "Brown-Eyed Darlin' " (c) & (p) 2005 Buddy Woodward, Spatula Ranch Music (ASCAP) You know that I lost my brown eyed darlin' She left me on a Sunday morn' She told me she had fallen for another The fabric of our love was torn I turned my head & walked away in sorrow I could not see to look her in the eye Not caring if I ever saw tomorrow Struck down in the passing lane, I could've died My brown eyed darlin' left me cryin' Wanderin', not watching where I go In my sadness I walked in front of danger Never knew a life could lay so low Now everybody loves my brown eyed darlin' They all think that she's so sweet & kind What would they say if they knew the true story While I lay broken with another on her mind My brown eyed darlin' kept a diary A catalog of those she thought did wrong Though I was sweet to her, now it�s an irony How she left me here to sing her same old song My brown eyed darlin' left me cryin' Wanderin', not watching where I go In my sadness I walked in front of danger Never knew a life could lay so low Now if I had the magic words to tell her The folly of her wicked brown-eyed ways I wonder, would I kindly bid her welcome, Or leave her low to travel on her way? |