connorwerthwilliams
friends say to take it easy
i won’t and they wonder why
i can’t give up thaht easy
lay me down and die
sat where it’s cool and shady
could age take the taste away
i met a widow lady
couldn’t waste a day
that was my indian summer
that was my indian summer
she said she’d lost her husband
i told her i’d lost my wife
those years together had been the best of my whole life
friends say we ought to marry
i smile and i shake my head
one wife will make you happy
two will make you dead
Artist: Audience
Year: 1971
Decade: 70s
Language: en
Word Count: 56