The Next Man That I Marry — текст песни (Jim Croce)

The last face that I looked on
Can`t recall too much about
The image of it left me
Each time the lights went out
The last mind that I wandered
I remember how I ran
Just to find the road had ended
Just where it began

Chorus:
The next man that I marry
There ain`t nothin` he won`t do
Most likely love me too much

The next hands that I hide in
Will be warm and dry as smoke
Just as satisfied to hold me
As to dust my winter coat
The next soul that I sleep in
Will be soft as summer rain
And when I need more lovin`
He`ll love me once again

Chorus

The next man that I marry
There ain`t nothin` he won`t do
Most likely love me too much
Just like you