I Had This Man

I Had This Man
(William Smith, Kathleen Wakefield)

Could of been wearing rubies
Could of been taking bows
Living in high society
Could of been someone proud

Could of had my silver spun
Weaver that I am
Should of been getting my work done
But I had this man

Could of been in Paris
Riding down to the sea
Sitting out on the sands with
African winds on me

Should have had my guitar strung
Gifted as I am
Counting my money in the sun
But I had this man

Maybe it was weakness
Maybe it was fear
I surrendered everything
Just to keep him near

Might have kept me from
Being what I can
If you ever loved someone
You would understand

Could of been wearing rubies
Instead of this light within
Could of held up the world, but see
Who would of held up him, but me

Could of had my songs all sung
Poet that I am
Should of been getting my work done
But I had this man
But I had this man