She's a schemer and she makes me bad

But i love her a lot those lonely nights

I was in a big room playing my things

Oh i wish she were here she can be so kind

When she's not trying to hide

She tries not to love me but she knows

She can

Chorus and why don't you come on back from

Way out west

And love me we can work out the rest



She thinks she's a mystery to all

But i know what's behind those eyes

Sometimes i think she'll make me forget

What i need most to remember

And then i'll slip on back

Even if they say it's better.