Aint Got A Friend Poem by Eric Cockrell

listenin' to an old owl,
waiting on the world to end.
just listenin' to an owl,
waiting on the world to end.
baby, if you aint my woman,
you know i aint got a friend.
i's prayin' for deliverance,
just reaching for a line.
prayin' for deliverance,
reaching for a line.
aint got nothin' in my pockets,
nothin' that is mine.
read the holy book, highway signs,
and a letter that you wrote.
read the holy book, highway signs,
and a letter that you wrote.
you think i'm past my prime,
baby, you cant smell my smoke!
well, the babies are all gone,
and the car dont crank no more.
well, the babies are all gone,
and the car dont crank no more...
your mailbox is empty,
there's a wreath upon your door.
when your good luck turns bad,
and you come back this way.
when your good luck turns bad,
and you come back this way.
when you're knocking on my door,
you better have something to say.
love's a bitch, love's a war,
it'll turn you inside out.
love's a bitch, love's a war,
it'll turn you inside out
when you heart turns to ashes
you'll know what i'm talking about!
listenin' to an old owl,
waiting on the world to end.
just listenin' to an owl,
waiting on the world to end...
baby, if you aint my lover,
you know i aint got a friend....
you know i aint got a friend.