Nhạc sĩ: Dave Kirby
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I read they're havin' rain in California And Lord, I hope that you're not gettin' wet
That's the only way on earth I have of knowin' how you're doin'
When you left, you said you'd call, but you ain't here
And I think I was bitter off when I was hungry
And fightin' off wolves from my front door
But I wrote a song and it came on strong and left you once to walk on
And I think I was bitter off when I was hungry
My guitar brought us here from Beaumont, Texas
And I bought you everything your eyes could see
But a mansion couldn't hold you with nobody's arms to warm you
I guess I gave you everything but me
And I think I was bitter off when I was hungry
And fightin' off wolves from my front door
But I wrote a song and it came on strong and left you once to walk on
And I think I was bitter off when I was hungry