Treasure Island

Dorsey Baker


Baby That Aint Good For Your Soul


The fire is blazing and
the roses
are turning red
While you lie sleeping
in your bed
Baby that aint good
for your soul

Thunderstorms and
hurricanes, too
seem to always follow you
Baby that aint good
for your soul

You expose yourself
with every story that you tell
action speaks
louder than words
and I think I know you very well

All that silver and
all that gold
Baby that aint good
for your soul

Submitted: Tuesday, May 13, 2014

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