To LuLu

I’ve been with you such a long time
We’ve got those ties that bind
When the sun goes down
And darkness envelopes our town
You treat me fine
You are so fine

We watch our kids grow
We tend their bumps and feel their bruises
Friends come and enemies go
In ones and in twos
Sometimes we win, usually we lose
In circumstances nobody would choose

Circumstances way beyond belief!
I can’t get no relief
Time to turn a new leaf
Turn over another leaf

Sweet whispers
Sweet dreams
Sweet whispers
Sweet dreams

How much is enough?
Market gyrations
Things are gonna get tough
Between the celebrations
We must celebrate

 Returns of six, seven or negative eight
It’s all predetermined
It’s fate
Don’t be late!
Government-sanctioned hate
Where’s the bar, mate?
How do I rate?
“Sit still and wait”
Fish or cut bait
St. Charles Gate at Eight
Don’t be late!
Can’t remember the date
But don’t be late!

Sweet whispers
Sweet dreams
Sweet whispers
Sweet dreams

                  O.G. Hawkins

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