Jim Croce - The Next Man That I Marry lyrics

The last face that I looked on Can't recall too much about The image of it left me Each time the lights went out The last mind that I wandered I remember how I ran Just to find the road had ended Just where it began The next man that I marry There ain't nothin' he won't do Most likely love me too much The next hands that I hide in Will be warm and dry as smoke Just as satisfied to hold me As to dust my winter coat The next soul that I sleep in Will be soft as summer rain And when I need more lovin' He'll love me once again The next man that I marry There ain't nothin' he won't do Most likely love me too much The next man that I marry There ain't nothin' he won't do Most likely love me too much Just like you