2017-11, words & music by H. LANGE, CD: LOVE'N'HATE (BM 1419)

I WAS SITTIN' IN OLD JOE'S BARROOM
DRINKIN' WHISKEY LIKE YESTERDAY AND ALL DAYS BEFORE
THEN I SAW HER, DIDN'T KNOW WHETHER SHE WAS REALLY THERE
SHE WAS A MIXTURE BETWEEN HOLY GHOST AND WHORE

I WAS WALKIN' INTO OLD JOE'S BARROOM
I WAS LOOKIN' FOR SOME STUPID FOR PAYIN' MY SCORE
HIGH HEELS AND SHORT SKIRT
IF YOU COULD SEE ME YOU WOULD LOVE ME BUT YOU'D CALL ME HORNY DIRT

TOO FAR AWAY, TOO FAR AWAY, THIS LONELY DAY
YOU ARE TOO FAR AWAY

I WAS SITTIN' IN OLD JOE'S BARROOM
I'VE SPENT SOME WHISKEY AND I TALKED TO HER ABOUT OUR COMMON LIFE
SHE WAS LAUGHIN', MY HEART STOPPED BURNIN'
I COULDN'T HOLD ME BACK WHEN SHE WAS TURNIN'

TOO FAR AWAY, TOO FAR AWAY, THIS LONELY DAY
YOU ARE TOO FAR AWAY

I STOP THIS DIRTY GAME … DON'T HURT ME … HE WILL KILL THIS LITTLE WHORE
AND NOW I'LL DO THE SAME…LET IT BE…THEY ARE RUNNIN' OUT THE DOOR
THERE'LL BE NO KIDDIN' WITH THE KIDS NO MORE … I'LL DO THIS… PLEASE SHUT UP AND DIE

TOO FAR AWAY, TOO FAR AWAY, THIS LONELY DAY
YOU ARE TOO FAR AWAY
TOO FAR AWAY, TOO FAR AWAY, THIS LONELY DAY
YOU ARE TOO FAR AWAY