Here She Goes

Here She Goes

Autumn sadness all around me
Fallin’ to the ground like a misty mornin’ breeze
Guess her heart turned like the trees have
And the southern wind is telling her leave

Oh it’s getting cold
And I know it’s gonna take my soul when she goes
When she goes

It’s been years since I’ve seen her happy
I lost her trust with every one thing I did wrong
I can’t say that I can blame her
If I were honest I’d say she stay too long

Oh it’s getting cold
And I know she’s gonna take my soul when she goes
When she goes

I put on my Sunday jacket
Go to the lawyer down on East Tom Digsby Street
Have to sell all we’ve collected
Long as she’s happy I think I’d do anything

Oh it’s getting cold
And I know she’s gonna take my soul when she goes
When she goes

And here she goes