3,000 Miles From Here

Fare thee well, gentle maid

I'll see you on your way

And the sun will rise tomorrow

And wash my sins away

For I know that

I've abused you

But I only had a day

And I know that's why you left me

In your own sad little way

I am gone, disappeared

But I hear a young dove crying

Three thousand miles from here

Some would say you were a loser'

Cause you play a loser's game

But then if

I am a winner

Why then am

I so ashamed?

If you hear a young dove crying

You'll know it's me to blame

For I never got her number

I never knew her name

Now she's gone, disappeared

But I hear a young dove crying

Three thousand miles from here