“Chain-lover”
The Devil’s gotta way with me
I’ve heard his beat before, uh huh
Hand me another cigarette
before you leave my door.
Hey, Baby, light my lyre
Hey, Baby, toss the fire.
Give me another burn
Don’t let my bud expire.
"You must believe: A poem is a holy thing_a good poem that is." Theodore Roethke
“Chain-lover”
The Devil’s gotta way with me
I’ve heard his beat before, uh huh
Hand me another cigarette
before you leave my door.
Hey, Baby, light my lyre
Hey, Baby, toss the fire.
Give me another burn
Don’t let my bud expire.
