Recorded on domestic equipment in the 1980s, so the guitar is a bit twangy, but the vocal seems to have come out quite well – probably better than I could sing it nowadays.
Tell me something that troubles me:
When you look at me, what do you see
To take a chance on a three-time loser like me?
You talk of trusting and sometimes I do
But what makes an angel like you
Waste time on a broken-down hero like me?
I can’t believe you’d want to keep going bail
For a shop-soiled knight errant with trouble on his trail
It makes no sense that you’d want to keep going bail
For an ex-crusader with a hell-hound on this tail
Anyway when I see you again
I’ll be praying just the same
That you still have time for a three-time loser like me
Words & Music by David Harley, copyright 1975