Together

If can hustle like I

hustled yesterday

everyday

today today

then I’d be on my way

to a better day.

I’d be on my way.

I’d be on my way.

If I could love you like

I loved you when we

were young

When the bells

of heaven rung and

our song was sung

love songs were sung

and the deal was done.

The deal was done.

And the hustle and the

love’s still inside me and

with you beside me

there ain’t nothing we

can’t do together.

There ain’t nothing

we can’t do

together.

There ain’t nothing

we can’t do.

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About joefingas

I am a songwriter, poet, blues singer, and a boogie woogie piano player. I have a grandson but I have no children of my own. All my women have wised up and left me. I was a bum, a wino, a drug/alcohol counselor, a prevention/intervention specialist and a pretender. I have no more time to pretend.
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