Crooked Heart Blues

I recall a time when I had to choose The hand life dealt me I was bound to lose Didn't know how the wind would turn My candle would no longer burn For a crooked heart has a crooked tale But a crooked heart is too proud to tell Whosoever cast the righteous stone Hope they never lose their home So here's to the rain sleet and the snow Here's to the sun that set too slow My heart it stopped missed a beat Missed that bus but kept my seat Walked the whole wood fore I saw the trees That got me up from off of my knees For a crooked heart has a crooked tale But a crooked heart is too proud to tell Turned my hand to many a thing If for supper then I would sing Of a life we live and a love we lose And how to beat the crooked heart blues For a crooked heart has a crooked tale But a crooked heart is too proud to tell No more shake rattle and roll No more way down in the hole No more bells to lick their lips No more wreaths laid by crypts Now I found a many colored heart Fell in love right from the start It's a love that's ours to share I know I'm blessed I know I'm there No more crooked heart blues