Talker

I ain't much of a talker Oh, but I get by Smoke my way to a better man Yeah, I'll be alright when I get high Come on over Step on in Well, I don't know you, darlin' But I sure could use a steady friend I wrote these words down Then I threw 'em away Why would I keep you here If I ain't got nothing to say? That's my problem, I know It's my mistake But let's skip over that And get on back to floatin' away I often wonder what I meant and what I do So I'm not sure what I would have to say to you And that's alright That's alright I'm not sure what I would have to say to you And that's alright And that's alright I'm not sure what I would have to say to you And that's alright And that's alright And I'm not sure what I would have to say to you I wrote these words down then I threw 'em away