Every Time I Walk Down The Road comical poem / song 685

 Every time that I walk down the road

I pass your former abode

On the corner of the street

Came I time when we would meet

It was late, in life

My fate, a garden fete

We'd both parted from our mate

And so we made a date

You came round one Saturday night

I dreamed you'd hold me tight

You brought some flowers

And we talked for hours

I thought we were fixed for life

And I'd be your second wife

But I was wrong

I came on too strong

You said, words that echo in my head

'You like me more than I like you

So now what I must do

Just go, leave, and say goodbye and thank you

'But I want you to know

Because we're bound to meet again

So, although this romance must end

Yet we can still stay friends.'

I never mope, but I no longer hope

So long ago it seems just a dream

But I remember you with pleasure

That night's a memory I treasure

For a year or two, what I would do

 I would walk down the road

And see what's now your former abode.

If you were there, I'd stop to say hello

For one wonderful moment you'd look at me

You'd smile knowingly, 

Then look over your shoulder

And say, 'I have to go'

I still see you on the internet

I know I should forget, but I remember

As I walk down the road

And see your former abode.

As I walk down the road

I see your former abode.

As I walk down the road

I see your former abode.

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Written listening to Country music.

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