I know you couldn't take it.
You had to make it with another man.
And you know that's true, baby.
And I can play that game if you can.
It's been a long time since I've been here.
Give you what you need.
My roots are in Chicago.
I know where I want to plant my seed.
I'd bet a silver dollar.
You,
you loved another.
And I bet that silver dollar would make me rich.
Girl, I give you your easy pitch.
But
I miss you when you're gone.
Boy,
I was broke in Boston till that chick from Chicago came.
Man, I was wishing I was
in Manchester and I didn't know a second name.
But I'm coming home, girl,
just to show you
what this man is living for.
And don't be too surprised, honey,
when I come busting
through that door.
I'd bet a silver dollar that you,
you're in the arms of another.
And
even though that silver dollar'd make me rich,
I tell you, girl, that lips just won't hit.
I miss you when you're gone.
I just don't seem to get things done.
But I have some fun playing this here guitar.
I'd bet a silver dollar.
You,
you loved another.
And I bet that silver dollar'd get me in jail.
Baby, you would go no bail.
I miss you now you're gone.