Jim Fleming - Brenda's Poem lyrics

You're always after me for a poem, from me to only you. How very hard that is you're not knowin', my failure makes you blue. But there's a good reason for my failin', I try so hard, it's true! But puttin' nineteen lovin' years to rhymin' is more that I can do! Love, travels, adventures, even bear huntin', pregnancy from the flu! Kalaloch, Cannon, even Eight-Eight Canyon, mem'ries from years with you! So here in a lonely hotel travelin', a poem - me to you. I'm slavin' and workin' and rhymin', but meter I just blew!