you know i don t think much about her no more and seldom if ever does she cross my mind yesterday s gone lord it s better forgotten like the poison red berries to die on the vine this mornin at dawn lord i pulled in town had some coffee and talked with some old friends of mine laughing at the good times they remembered then i remembered a time lord i can still see the bright lights back in dallas as yesterday moves like a dream through my mind i didn t suppose that i d ever forget her and you know it took such a long time but i don t think much about her no more seldom if ever does she cross my mind yesterday s gone and it s better forgotten it s like a poison red berry that clings to the mind