Some Kind of Fool Ian & Sylvia

Worn to a frazzle way down in my bones
I've sung every song about being alone
Ah, honey, please be there when I get home
The tourists, they've all given up for the night

Coyotes howlin' the cold on my left and my right
And I must be some kind of fool to leave you alone
The wind grows stronger I'm caught by the throat
And my tarpaulin flaps like a pensioner's coat

Ah, honey, please be there when I gеt home
All my friends are on thе pogey. I'm on the pills
Hooked on the white lines that run through the hills
And I must be some kind of fool to leave you alone

There's not many wise men you meet in this life
Oh, Will at the lakehead vever took him a wife
Ah, honey, please be there when I get home
Asked about this and he just shook his head

He said, " love is for dreamers", was all that he said
And I must be some kind of fool to leave you alone

And I must be some kind of fool to leave you alone