Buzz Clifford - Now I Taste The Tears Lyrics
Television’s goin’And the wash still on the lineHear the whistle blowin’Yeah, the train, it’s right on timeI should try to catch herBut she’s taken my last dimeClosets hanging emptyAnd the dresser drawers are bareDishes in the sink stillAnd the room could use some airI should try to catch herBut would she really careTried to watch the TVReception ain’t so clearWalk into to the kitchenGuess I’ll have a beerThen I find a letterNow I taste the tearsStated first she’s sorryFor the wrong she’s doneMaybe I can forgive herBut what’s done is doneWalk into my bedroomThen I find my gun