Could Have Been
Words and Music by John Wolfe Compton
Getting busted in the old saloon
Ever since, you left me in ruin
Where you’ve been, I won’t know again
Kicking around my could have been
I should have seen the light
Instead of staying out all night
Now I know its a sin for the shape I’m in
Kicking around my could have been
The barman is tired of my story
I say that its sad, but its true
All I can say is I’m sorry
Because I’ll never stop thinking of you
There’s tear stains on my pillow
I’m looking out my window sill-o
For the night you come in, my days will begin
Kicking around my could have been
Kicking around my could have been
I’m kicking around my could have been
