If I had know your heart was down,
The lonely day, in Greenville town,
Then I would have been more concerned,
But later on I truely learned,
How it can feel in every bone,
To really see that you're all alone,
But I'll, I'll kiss you head,
When death finds your bed,
And you are gone,
If I had seen the way it would be,
I'd hushed your cries when you came to me,
If I could do,
What I did to you,
The same to me,
Then I would love for you to see,
That sleep with remorse,
And regret hangs round my door forever more,
If I had known the lowering tide,
Was lowering with the way you felt inside,
If I had known all hope was gone,
A broken heart and a broken home,
That pierced my lovers past,
And carved a lonely path for her to walk,
So if ever someone says to you "Life isn't fair, get used to it",
The you should say "Well it might, If folks like you would let it be"
But I'll, I'll kiss your head,
When death becomes my bed and I am gone.....