fixin’ to go

if it wasn’t

if it wasn’t for the honeys

kept loving me

when I was low

held me in their sweet arms

there were times

I was fixing to go

those beauties loved me

something they said

sweet I had inside

when times were hard

no money no job

& nowhere I wanted to go

if it wasn’t for the honeys

I swear deep down oh lord

there were times

I was fixing to go

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