George Strait - Lefty's Gone

A jukebox introduced us
When the sixties was still young
If you got the money, honey
Got my nickels one by one
I tried to imitate that song
It's not right but Lefty's gone

Now "Always Late"
Breaks my heart
And every song he sang
I played the part
I heard he was sad
And lived alone
It's not right but Lefty's gone

He played the fair in Dallas one year
In the cold October rain
Most folks stayed home in one
But he sang just the same
I caught a chill
Before I got home
It's not right but Lefty's gone

Now "Always Late"
Breaks my heart
And every song he sang
I played the part
I heard he was sad
And lived alone
It's not right but Lefty's gone

It don't seem like he
Was around that long
It's not right but Lefty's gone