Ain't Life A Brook

Greg Brown

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    (Ferron)

    I watch you reading a book
    I get to thinking our
    Love's a polished stone
    You give me a long drawn look
    I know pretty soon
    You're gonna leave our home
    And of course I mind
    Especially when I'm
    Thinking from my heart
    But life don't clickety-clack
    Down a straight-line track
    It comes together and it comes apart
    You say you hope I'm not the kind
    To make you feel obliged
    To go ticking through your time
    With a pained look in your eyes
    You give me the furniture
    Well divide the photographs
    Go out to dinner one more time
    Have ourselves a bottle of wine
    And a couple of laughs

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    When first you left I stayed so sad
    I wouldn't sleep
    I know love's a gift
    I thought yours was mine
    And something
    That I could keep
    Now I realize
    Time is not the only compromise
    A bird in the hand
    Could be an all-night stand
    Between a blazing fire
    And a pocket of skies
    So I hope I'm not the kind
    To make you feel obliged
    To go ticking through your time
    With a pained look in your eyes
    I covered the furniture
    I framed the photographs
    Went out to dinner one more time
    Had myself a bottle of wine
    And a couple of laughs
    Just the other day
    I got your letter in the mail
    I'm happy for you
    It's been so long
    You've been wanting
    A cabin and a backwoods trail
    And I think that's great
    Me I seem to find myself in school
    It's all okay
    I just want to say
    I'm so relieved
    We didn't do it cruel

    But ain't life a brook
    Just when I get to
    Feeling like a polished stone
    I get me a long drawn look
    It's kind of a drag
    To find yourself alone
    And sometimes I mind
    Especially when I'm
    Waiting on your heart
    But life don't clickety-clack
    Down a straight-line track
    It comes together
    And it comes apart
    'Cause I know you're not the kind
    To make me feel obliged
    To go ticking through my time
    With a pained look in my eyes
    I sold the furniture
    I put away the photographs
    Went out to dinner one last time
    Had myseff a bottle of wine
    And a couple of laughs
    For wasn't it fine

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