Though You Treat Me Badly, I Love

Just Like Pagliacci Did, I Try To Keep My Surface Hid. Smiling In The Crowd I Try, But In A Lonely Room I Cry.

I Remember My First Check That I Got For A Thousand Dollars, And Where I Grew Up, I Never Thought I'd Have A Thousand Dollars At One Time.

I Really Haven't Strayed Too Far, Musically, From My Roots

Pretty Girls Come A Dime A Dozen, Try To Find One Who's Gonna Give You True Loving.

Without You Hearing A Melody Or Music Or Anything Like That, It Would Say Something To You. So, That's What A Song Is To Me. Now, You Have A Lot Of Songs That Come Out, And The Beat Carries Them Over There, Because Of The Beat, And Because Of Some Other Factors And So On And So Forth. But I Want Mine To Be A Song, If You Read It, It's Going To Mean Something To You.