Second Time Around

The second time around, you know it

Really got me down.

Sister don't you judge it, just

Keep it to yourself now and

If ya ain't got nothing good to say

Don't say nothin' at all

I got bitten by the bitter bug, and now I

Just can't get enough of

Ill will and my own conceit I'm

Weary of the world it seems.

I'm weary of the world,

Weary of the world it seems.

It's sort of always gone my way

I'm just a little bit off these days

Like I've had hard knocks all my life,

Like I'm a bible belt wife

Like I didn't see it coming,

Like I didn't walk in willingly

See, I never want to sing again

La la la like a butterfly

Without my wits about me,

Without my heart in line.

Third time's a charm

This is mine

You said you heard Loretta sing

And you felt the loneliness seeping in,

The cowboys made you uneasy,

You're a god-fearing lesbian

So you learn not to yearn

And you take it on the chin again

Here's what I find about compromise -

Don't do it if it hurts inside,

Cause either way you're screwed,

And eventually you'll find

You may as well feel good;

You may as well have some pride

Come August we'll go to Cherokee and

Hear Loretta do her thing,

Pack it into the Indian casino and

Make the hillbilly scene,

Kick up our heels

And join in

Are you my ally or my enemy?

Do you have self-loathing or empathy?

Can you keep me in your prayers,

Sister, can you keep me in there somewhere?

And sister... If you ain't got nothing good to say...

Don't say nothin' at all.