Robert Earl Keen

Think It Over One Time

You say you're clearing out, the devil's in your eyes

No time to walk, no time to talk, no time for long goodbyes

The ticket's in your hand, you've made that final call

The hard words flying by like punches in a barroom brawl

We've made a mess of things

It makes no difference now

Let's chalk it all up to the blues

Little girl, think it over one time

Before you break in your walking shoes

I am just what I am, I won't apologize

So if you go you're sure to know you'll have to come to realize

Love don't walk away, only people do

So if you go or if you stay you know I'll keep on loving you

We've made a mess of things

It makes no difference now

Let's chalk it all up to the blues

Little girl, think it over one time

Before you break in your walking shoes

We've made the hard time sing, made the miles go by

We stood with broken wings and still we had the will to fly

It ain't the memories, that make me talk this way

It's more like someone pulled the plug before we ever saw the play

We've made a mess of things

It makes no difference now

Let's chalk it all up to the blues

Little girl, think it over one time

Before you break in your walking shoes

I've read a thousand books, I've been behind the wheel

I've known you all my life but still I can't feel how you feel

It's only you for me, just like that whooping crane

Who has one wife for all his life and if she dies, he'll do the same

We've made a mess of things

It makes no difference now

Let's chalk it all up to the blues

Little girl, think it over one time

Before you break in your walking shoes