I ain't much of a talker But I get by Smoke my way to a better man I'll be alright when I get high
Come on over Step on in I don't know you, darlin But I sure could use a steady friend
I wrote these words down Then I threw them away Why would I keep you here If I ain't got nothing to say
That's my problem I know That's my mistake Let's skip over that And get on back to floating away
I often wonder what I meant And what I do So I'm not sure what I would have To say to you And that's alright That's alright I'm not sure what I would have To say to you And that's alright That's alright I'm not sure what I would have To say to you
