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J R Corbin Jul 2016
Yeah, I’ve said the words so often
And so many times the same,
That sometimes when I say them now
I’m not sure I know her name.

So when I met you I was sure
Just like the times before
That I would love you for a while,
Then show you out the door.

Chorus
But you told me that you loved me,
And you told me I would know,
‘cause you felt way deep down in your heart
My love for you would grow.

V2
So I told you you were beautiful,
And I told you you were fine,
And just maybe when the stars were right
That someday, you’d be mine,

And I told you all the pretty words
You could ever want to hear,
But then I felt a little tug,
A tiny twinge of fear.

Instrumental bridge

V3
So I told you that my love for you
Was nothing more than dust.
That whatever I may feel for you
Was little more than lust,

And I told you I was sorry
‘Cause life was just that way,
And I never really loved you,
And that you should go away.

Chorus
But you told me that you loved me,
And you told me I would know,
‘cause you felt way deep within your heart
My love for you would grow.

V4
Then you took me in your open arms,
And you said you’d never part,
And you told me that our souls were one,
You could feel it in your heart,

And my struggle to be free from you
Grew much weaker with each day,
So when you silenced all my fears
There was just one thing to say,

V5
So I told you that I loved you,
And I told you that I knew
‘cause the happy feelin’ in my heart
was oh, so sweetly true.

Yet though my heart is peaceful now
I wonder to this day,
Where would I be if you told me
That I should go away?

Chorus
But you told me that you loved me,
And you told me I would know,
‘cause you knew way deep within your heart
That my love for you would grow.
Jul 2016 · 459
In Heaven's Swag
J R Corbin Jul 2016
In heaven’s swag, with blazing stars,
A land swept swell with human blood,
An Asian land bode stripes and bars,
With pledges so misunderstood.

Cast fare to those we honor most,
Sad travesty of total price,
Yet watch as politician’s boast
Of sanctity, and sacrifice.

Beyond a bank of river gray,
A whisper vessel makes its way
Down to a tributary slow,
To where the precious paddies grow.

So sweet the fragrance of the flowers,
And tempted just to pass the hours
To dream of days, with want to roam
Upon a landscape they called home.

So swiftly blast the cannon’s breath.
Our gallant sailors feared for naught,
Still, in a heartbeat, they found death,
Where freedom was but what they sought.

And scarcely had the loyal spent
The wisdom of their innocence,
Came protest marchers, so hell bent
To demonstrate their arrogance.

And yet a soldier’s wife looks on
To where her precious love has gone
To fight, where he may justly win,
But never see her face again.

I watch the demons’ wrath come spew
Upon the many, and the few,
Still, in the end, they’ll lose the fight,
God’s mighty hand preserves the right.

Let’s place their honor in our hearts,
Those gallant souls who lead the way,
That even cowards know to say,
They died so we may live to pray.
The year is 1968. You know where.

— The End —