A Losing Hand

from by Matthew McNeal

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I could tell you I miss you, oh but I'd be lying
I could call you darlin', lay you down real slow
Temptress, Jezebel, oh you had me crying
But the lesson's been learned and now my bed is cold

Lips like honey, she's a thoroughbred American
Girl, but now I know
Truth came out like the gospel from a preacher man
I was born to ramble this road alone

Don't blame yourself for loving a music man
We share the blame for letting this start
Romance too sweet for a man like me
Love was in my mind, but it wasn't in my heart

It's a shame, my dear, the way the cards were dealt
Not a diamond on the table to make it alright
Two hearts laid down, two spades to bury them
I'll be playing at a club out of town tonight

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from Compadre, released June 30, 2015

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