A Man Came By by Bob MacKenzie A man came by today to ask about his wife, or was it just a part of him or something of his life? He seemed to think I knew the problems he had seen, and now, my dear, I'm wondering whatever did he mean? Your supper's on the stove and everything's alright, but tell me, oh my darling, where were you all last night? A man came by today with your name in his eyes; he said that life was loving her, and, loving gone, he dies. How sweet the gentle pills, how gentle comes the sleep; I love you, oh I love you, and cannot bear to weep. My darling, oh my darling, a man came by today. |