She Told Her Friend
She told her friend that he lives way up in the air and he don't care. Like some old-fashioned love song that's always there.

That place in her heart, she don't save anymore. It got much too hard to bear up to the storms. like some old river that just stopped----we won't go there anymore. And like some old love song, it'll keep you out of trouble, hold me, it'll keep you out of trouble when you're workday's done. And lo and behold, it will keep you out of trouble...when your workday's done.