Wednesday Morning, 3 A.M.
I can hear the soft breathingOf the girl that I love,As she lies here beside meAsleep with the night,And her hair, in a fine mistFloats on my pillow,Reflecting the glowOf the winter moonlight.She is soft, she is warm,But my heart remains heavy,And I watch as her breastsGently rise, gently fall,For I know with the first light of dawnI'll be leaving,And tonight will beAll I have left to recall.Oh, what have I done,Why have I done it,I've committed a crime,I've broken the law.For twenty-five dollarsAnd pieces of silver,I held up and robbedA hard liquor store.My life seems unreal,My crime an illusion,A scene badly writtenIn which I must play.Yet I know as I gazeAt my young love beside me,The morning is just a few hours away.
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