John D. Loudermilk

One Thousand Concrete Blocks

John D. Loudermilk


My baby's done me wrong 
She took my love and's gone 
She left me only teardrops 
To cry while singin' this song 

One thousand concrete blocks 
A cold, damp concrete floor 
Six iron bars on the window 
And a big black lock on the door 

Wherever you may be 
I hope you're list'nin' to me 
Come back for I still love you 
Though you've been mean to me 

(this verse is in the Billy Grammer cover replaced by: 
Her lover fell like a tree 
He just wouldn't listen to me 
If he had just found another 
Then I still would be free) 

If you never return 
I have already learned 
To count the blocks made of concrete 
And wait for the lock to turn 

One thousand concrete blocks ...