THE LOVE MAN LONG  AGO

It was 1968 and America was different then
none of you kids have ever seen America
when people could live hot wild and free
those days are all gone they are all over now
you kids won't ever know what you missed
I never had any enemies at that time
i wasn't afraid of anything anyhow
i was a strong young country boy
I could throwa bale of hay fifty feet
like it was nothing
I was a poor boy for sure but the Creator
had been very good to me I was almost
as handsome as Elvis Presley
being a poor boy never bothered me at all
I was fortunate also because I could think
blessings can be misgivings sometimes
I've always had too much my mind
it took awhile before my brain done me
any good for I had already discovered
what was waiting out there for a young man
who was almost as handsome as Elvis Presley
everyone still tried to be fiends in 68
in spite of what you may have been told
America was very much like that then
I could go on and on with my memories
but lets get to the best part of the story
I was very lucky with women back then
women had in their minds at the time
to get as much fun out of life as they could
I had about the same thing in my mind
I lucked into the chance to love many women
a lot of times they would chase me down
I would have to give it up I was the love man
I liked the job and fell in love with it
I was the love man in that part of the country
for awhile women liked me I loved them
my job always went something like this
I talked to my girlfriends soft and sweet
told them how lovely how pretty they were
young women loves to be kissed
one sweet kiss can make a young woman
come into heat I have felt this heat rise
many times in a young woman
what a memory that's all life leaves you
I would tickle them they would giggle
I dearly love to hear a woman laughing
that was probably the best job I ever had
I think about living back then at times
I sure loved my job it was a fine time
but they wasn't any money in it ony fun
I had to find me something I could do
So I could live and stay alive after all
being handsome and a poor boy
can be a blessing and a misgiving