Songs – Page 3 – Word Smith Wisdom

Under Her Thumb

Under Her Thumb

I saw you and I couldn’t believe it.
She has you walking a tight wire.
Don’t look down, even a little bit.
You will fall into a ring of fire.

She has you up tight and out of sight.
You have a Tampax syndrome big time.
To treat you this way just isn’t right.
She is going to drive you out of your mind.

She runs a tight ship.
She won’t stand for the slightest slip.
She will cut you off short.
If you dare to give her a retort.
Such a life is not for you.
Cut her loose now, you fool!!

You are really towing the line.
Your nose is to the grinding wheel.
What’s up? Have you lost your mind?
You’re in prison. What did you steal?

You spend your time running blind.
You are worse than a rat in a maze.
You’re going in circles. Make up your mind.
Is this any way to spend your days?

She runs a tight ship.
She won’t stand for the slightest slip.
She will cut you off short.
If you dare give her a retort.
Such a life is not for you.
Cut her loose now, you fool!!

What power has she got over you?
Can she do magic? Has she cast a spell?
She’s ugly as a mud fence. That won’t do.
I know you got to be living in hell.

You are a man. Don’t crawl like a worm.
Find a way out and take it now.
Don’t just stay there continuing to squirm.
Walk like a man. Don’t bawl like a cow.

—————————-R. W. Johnson—–(2016)

All Of The Time

All Of The Time

When I first decided you were the one.
I knew I’d made the right choice for life.
You’ve often kept me from becoming undone.
You have been my guiding light.

You’ve kept me from the stupid things I do.
You’ve guided me to the right path.
Without you with me to see it through.
My life would be a great big laugh.

From the very beginning,
its been you, sweetheart, all of the time.

I have come to depend on you.
You’ve been there in my darkest hours.
You have helped me to see it through.
I’m glad this kind of love is ours.

This is my way of telling you every day.
You are the one who made me who I am.
Without you there would be no other way.
Without you I wouldn’t be the man.

Its been your wisdom that has guided us.
I cannot make it on my own.
There is no one else that I would trust.
I belong with you, it has been shown.

From the beginning,
its been you, sweetheart, all of the time.

—————————–R. W. Johnson—–(2016)

Camdon: The Place To Be

Camdon: The Place To Be

The city is a busy place.
Filled with people of every race.
There is crime and pollution too.
But, there is also love for you.

As for me: I’d rather be in Camdon.

The country is peaceful as can be.
It is a place that you should see.
Farms with animals and crops.
The Farmer’s Market is really tops.

As for me: I’d rather be in Camdon.

The ocean is the place to be.
Quiet and peaceful upon the sea.
The salt air, that is allergy free.
Take a cruise and you will see.

As for me: I’d rather be in Camdon.

The North woods are quite a sight.
In winter or summer, it seems just right.
Lots and lots of beautiful trees.
Lots of wildlife & a pine scented breeze.

As for me: I’d rather be in Camdon.

The desert is beautiful in its own way.
It has beautiful sunsets every day.
Life is limited, but it is there.
You can find it almost everywhere.

As for me: I’d rather be in Camdon.

Camdon is the place for me.
It is a place where you can be free.
Peaceful & beautiful, year around.
It is also mythical, I have found.

———————-R. W. Johnson—–(2016)

Date Gone Wrong

Date Gone Wrong

The trees are bare.
I am sorry that I took you there.
I am sorry. I am sorry.
It didn’t work out fair.

It was meant to be fun.
Instead, we were on the run.
I am sorry. I am sorry.
We were dodging the gun.

I thought it would be cool.
Lots for us to do.
I am sorry. I am sorry.
I feel like a fool.

A day in the woods.
A little hike, if we could.
I am sorry. I am sorry.
It didn’t turn out like it should.

No trespassing everywhere.
Sometimes it just isn’t fair.
I am sorry. I am sorry.
They didn’t want to share.

I know you are upset.
I tried, but what the heck.
I am sorry. I am sorry.
Hope I didn’t lose respect.

I apologize, but where to begin.
Maybe someday we could try again.
I am sorry. I am sorry.
No more woods. A movie then?

Life is tough without all this.
To start over is all I wish.
I am sorry. I am sorry.
Don’t fill your heart with bitterness.

——————-R. W. Johnson—–(2016)

She’s Not The Marrying Kind

She’s Not The Marrying Kind

I was thinking of another life.
One where you would be my wife.
Is that such a farfetched dream?
I would treat you like a queen.

You don’t want to hear such guff.
Sometimes I think it’s just a bluff.
What would be so bad to be married?
But, that idea, you never carried.

You were all for living together.
Anything more, you’d say “Never!”
Were you just being mean to me?
Or, is there something else to see?

Fly away little bird. Fly to your love.
Be with her always, you turtle dove.
Love in nature is beautiful to see.
It should be the same for you & me.
We are committed & together.
But, will we withstand any weather?
Make the commitment to never leave.
‘Till death do us part’, we can achieve.

We have been together awhile now.
I don’t think one of us will take the bow.
Decide it is time to up and leave.
Let’s give it a permanent reprieve.

Set a date & exchange our vows.
That commitment will last, somehow.
Nothing to fear except fear itself.
It is better than sitting on a shelf.

Take your time and think it over.
Lay down here in this field of clover.
Let you mind relax and drift.
Concentrate on this perfect fit.

Fly away little bird. Fly to your love.
Be with her always, you turtle dove.
Love in nature is beautiful to see.
It should be the same for you & me.
We are committed & together.
But, will we withstand any weather?
Make the commitment to never leave.
Let’s give it a permanent reprieve.

————————-R. W. Johnson—–(2015)

A Woman In Love

A Woman In Love

She was dedicated beyond a doubt.
Others wondered what it was about?
She was headed for a major fall.
Anyone could make that call.

She’s a woman in love.
She doesn’t see it at all.
She’s a woman in love.
She is blinded to the fall.
All she sees is very rosy.
All is warm and cozy.
She’s a woman in love.
She doesn’t see it at all.

He has fooled many others.
He’s a deceiver of many colors.
He has the right lines to work.
She was fooled. It’s not a quirk.

She won’t listen to others.
She won’t listen to her mother.
She is blinded to all they say.
She knows he is going to stay.

It pains me to watch it all.
I know she is headed for a fall.
It will hurt like no other.
Her life will be in the gutter.

She’s a woman in love.
She doesn’t see it at all.
She’s a woman in love.
She is blinded to the fall.
All she sees is very rosy.
All is warm and cozy.
She is a woman in love.
She doesn’t see it at all.

Some have thought she is crazy.
Others think she is only lazy.
She is neither. She’s blinded by love.
May she get help from heaven above.

———————-R. W. Johnson—–(2015)

Saved From A Lonely Life

Saved From A Lonely Life

Just before I turn out the light to sleep,
I look at you lying there, so sweet.
I turn out the light and think back.
A year ago, it was only me in this shack.

I had been alone for many a year.
When I met you, it brought on fear.
But, you quickly became part of my life.
There was no fear or strife.

It was like it had always been.
You were much more than a friend.
But, I remember, I was a loner for years.
Being with you has brought me to tears.

You. You have changed my life.
You. You have taken away the strife.
You took away the lonely nights.
You made me feel like I am somebody.
After years of being a nobody.
You. You have recreated my life.
You. You did it by becoming my wife.

After years of being alone.
I had made that life my home.
No one found me desirable before.
Most thought of me as a bore.

I would kid about being a bachelor.
When I wanted to be a match for her.
But, it never seemed to go my way.
I finally said ‘ let things go as they may.’

Years rolled by. I expected no change.
Each day things remained the same.
Then,—- Came the day I met you.
It wasn’t planned, but it came true.

You. You have changed my life.
You. You have taken away my strife.
You took away the lonely nights.
You made me feel like I am somebody.
After years of being a nobody.
You. You have recreated my life.
You. You did it by becoming my wife.

—————————————-R. W. Johnson—–(2015)

Avoiding Commitment

Avoiding Commitment

I am drifting free in the wind.

Nothing to anchor me from within.

You are chasing me where I go.

What you want, I just don’t know?

Perhaps you want to throw me a lifeline?

You will just have to bide your time.

Where I drift to, I do not know.

I am not putting on a show.

I am as free as the birds can be.

No permanent ties to anchor me.

I float around here and there.

Taking the best from everywhere.

Never touched by feelings of remorse.

I try to stay on a steady course.

My shields are up as I float along.

Not being hurt will keep me strong.

I am free as a form of defense.

Maybe this doesn’t make sense.

But, to be hurt is what I avoid.

I would rather stay in a void.

My emotions are tender and raw.

I can’t take a chance I might fall.

There is not enough trust out there.

I could be hurt almost anywhere.

Obviously, I have been hurt before.

I totally trusted & was hurt to the core.

This is my new way to cope with it.

Avoidance makes it worth the trip.

I am as free as the birds can be.

No permanent ties to anchor me.

I float around here and there.

Taking the best from everywhere.

Never touched by feelings of remorse.

I try to stay on a steady course.

My shields are up as I float along.

Not being hurt will keep me strong.

I never want to crash and burn.

Brought down by a lover’s yearn.

I stay superficial at all times.

To do less would be a crime.

I always keep the emotions intact.

I never commit a foolish act.

I stay free and flow with the wind.

If you don’t commit, there is no sin.

————————————R. W. Johnson—–(2015)

Smitten Beyond Repair

Smitten Beyond Repair

Why do you shield yourself in mystery?

When I ask, you say it is only me.

You can do magic, it is plain to see.

You have cast a spell over me.

This can’t be in this day and age.

But, my heart is captured on every page.

Though I may try to escape this cage.

There is no way to turn the page.

I am hypnotized, mesmerized, vitalized,

to the extent that you don’t realize.

You are all & everything to my eyes.

I am hopelessly in love, I realize.

You have taken me to a new level.

I pray that you are not the devil.

You have created a new equation

You paralyze me at every occasion.

I am smitten beyond any repair.

As I stand, open mouthed, & stare.

Has someone just made me king?

You are my all and everything.

Now, if only, you are my queen,

I will be able to do everything.

You make me what I am today.

I do it for you in every way.

I love you. What more can I say.

Life has provided the only way.

That way is for you to be mine.

I need a big glass of wine.

I have got to try to unwind.

I can do that with a little wine.

You have taken me to a new level.

I pray that you are not the devil.

You have created a new equation.

You paralyze me at every occasion.

I am smitten beyond any repair.

As I stand, open mouthed, & stare.

—————————-R. W. Johnson—–(2015)

Days Of Love Gone

Days Of Love Gone

I can’t take things the way they are.

I can feel every cut and scar.

Be it literal, or on the heart.

The end result is tearing us apart.

I remember much smoother days.

Making love was the popular craze.

Flower children pushed ‘flower power.’

How did we get to this crazy hour?

We need to start all over. Start all over.

Go back to kissing and smelling the clover.

Go back to loving and caring for others.

Our greatest work was under the covers.

We preached love and all it involved.

We were happy to be part of the crowd.

Today, trust no one, is a no brainer.

Who does the government have on retainer?

No one depends on one another,

only on the government. That’s a blunder.

We are becoming a nation of sheep.

We are organic robitoids in the keep.

The government tells us what to do.

I wouldn’t do that if I were you.

We need to start all over. Start all over.

Go back to kissing and smelling the clover.

Go back to loving and caring for others.

Our greatest work was under the covers.

We preached love and all it involved.

We were happy to be part of the crowd.

The hand writing is on the wall.

We can’t stand. We have to crawl.

We have no backbone of our own.

This is killing me to the bone.

There has got to be a better day.

Let’s go psychedelic all the way.

Bring back the flowers and the love.

Bring back the loving turtle dove.

——————————–R. W. Johnson—–(2015)