Stories of Unrequited Loves
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Not all lovers get exactly what they want. Here are some examples of that. Bring a towel and a violin!

The Promise of Your Hand

I wonder if you're thinking of me, darling?
The words we spoke when last we met still creep into my mind.
And are you ever lonely for me, darling?
I can't forget, I think about you almost all the time.

Br:

I told myself that I would soon forget you
And not look back on what I'd left behind,
But now it doesn't seem like such an easy thing to do;
A love as sweet as yours I'll never find.

I think about the days we spent together,
With Heaven at our doorstep
Our true love would never end,
And each blissful night we vowed our love all over.
A sweeter love than our love
Neither God nor man could send.
Br:

Then suddenly a shadow came between us.
Just what it was I'll never understand.
But now it's done and life is not worth living.
I lost my life the day I lost
The promise of your hand!

Oct 1, 1966 San Jose, Ca.


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Back This Way Again

You don't tell me that you love me, you only say hello,-
You don't try to keep me with you when it's time for me to go.
You're not sorry that you missed me when there's no answer at your door,-
But you haven't said you'd rather never see me anymore.

When I keep on hanging 'round you, if you care it doesn't show,
But you never try to hurt me, you must know I love you so.
You have never said we're lovers, no, never even called me friend,-
But I still would like to see you when I'm back this way again!

Jim Alexander July 9, 1981 L.A., Ca

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I'll Never Tell
I heard him say it, he said it was true,
That you're nothing special, he doesn't love you,
But you'll never hear it from me, I'll never tell.

A long time has passed, dear, since he really cared,
There's nothing that's left of the love that you shared,
But you'll never hear it from me, I'll never tell.

Br:

Oh, if I should tell you, you'd say it's a lie -
I'd lose you forever then my heart would die!
Oh, I couldn't stand it if I made you cry,
So you'll never hear it from me, I'll never tell!

June, 1966...Redding, Ca.

Skeeter
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'Till You Return To Me

Parting is such sweet, sweet sorrow, at least that's what the poets say,
And we all know the heart grows fonder with each and every passing day.
Time apart can be a healer, this the whole world knows is true;
And when I feel alone and lost
My Heart cries out to you.

Bridge:
But you don't hear me; you don't care if I live,
You always knew that love and faith were all I have to give.
I gave my heart, I gave my soul, there're all I had you see,
And now there're gone, they won't be back,
'Till you return to me.

I thought that I had won your heart, you pledged undying love to me.
I should have known your words were lies, you made our love a mockery.
But love is blind, it cannot see the cruel things that fate can do,
And even as I learn these things,
My heart cries out to you.

Repeat Bridge:

June 20, 1966 Redding, Ca.




Skeeter's Rose
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I Miss You

Found some letters you wrote me a long time ago
and I read them all over again,
I remembered the good times the both of us had
just before we both learned how to sin.
The memories returned of the good times we shared,
our love was like stars in the sky,
Twinkling and shining and being together
before we started telling those lies.
Br:

I miss you,- Honey, I miss you; without you there's nothing for me.
Through the days and the years I'll just try to survive
And I'll go on existing but not quite alive,
Just pretending you're lying right here by my side
And I'll miss you,-Honey, I'll miss you.

Our eyes were wide open, our hearts pure and gay,
We touched and we went with the wind,
I loved you forever the way you loved me,-
We just wouldn't believe it would end.
Now my heart is sad when I think of tomorrow,
And lying alone in my bed
The thoughts of the good times that we had together
Keep spinning around in my head,-
Repeat Br.

Tag:
If I call you tomorrow and ask how you are,
Will you say I'm not doing so hot.
I was hopin' you'd call me or come by and see me
'Cause your love is all that I've got.
And I miss you, Honey, I miss you.....rpt.....

July, 1981 LA, Ca.

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