She sits a lone by a lamp post

try’n’ to find a thought that’s es caped her mind.

She says, “Dad’s the one I love the most,

but Stipe’s not far be hind.”

This morn She nev er lets me in,

on ly tells me where she’s the been lieve say in’, “May be, when she’s had may too much to drink.

some (G)day.”

I say that I don’t for care, I just (D)run my hands n’t know just through her dark hair, and I pray to God you got ta help me fly a way.

sor ry for my self.

And just let her cry

if the tears fall down like rain.

Let her sing

if it eas es (G)all her (D)pain.

Let her go,

let her walk right out on me.

And if the (D)sun comes up to mor row, let her be,

let her be.

This morn ing I woke up a lone,

found a note stand ing by the phone lieve she was the be, same girl I fell be I’ll be back a (G)go.

I want ed to look for you, you walked (D)in.

I did n’t on my what her to do, so I sat back down, you got ta had a beer and felt hold my for hand?” self.

Say in’, let her cry

if the tears fall down like rain.

Let her sing

if it eas es (G)all her (D)pain.

Let her go,

let her walk right out on me.

And if the (D)sun comes up to mor row, let her be,

oh.

her be.

Let her cry

oh, let her (G)be.