| Lyrics: | (R.Mckuen)
[Recorded March 21, 1969, Hollywood]
[music intro]
I sometimes
wonder why people make promises they never intend to keep.
Not in big things, like love or
elections, but in the things that count -
The newspaper boy who says he will save an extra
paper, and doesn't.
The laundry that tells you your suit will be ready on Thursday and it
isn't.
Love, well yes, but like everything else, we go from day to day,
We move from promise
to promise.
I've had a good many promises now, so I can wait for the harvest.
And some of
them, they come about.
[music to the end] |
