(February/'47 / Connecticut, USA)

The Bottom Has Been Knocked Out

I've given to you all that I am.
And still you're talking,
To find a fault.

I've given to you all that I can.
And still you're threatening,
From me to walk.

And I don't know,
What it is I've done.
And...
I don't know,
What it is I should...
Overcome.

There is no more from me I can give.
'Cause...
The bottom has been knocked out.

And...
I don't know,
What it is I've done.
And...
I don't know,
What it is I should...
Overcome.

I've given to you all that I am.
And still you're talking,
To find a fault.

I've given to you all that I can.
And still you're threatening,
From me to walk.

And I don't know,
What it is I've done.
And...
I don't know,
What it is I should...
Overcome.

'Cause...
The bottom has been knocked out,
Of my heart.
The bottom has been knocked out.

And...
I don't know,
What it is I've done.
And...
I don't know,
What it is I should...
Overcome.

There is no more from me I can give,
'Cause...
The bottom has been knocked out.
No...
There is no more from me I can give,
'Cause...
The bottom has been knocked out,
Of my heart.
There is no more from me I can give.

by Lawrence S. Pertillar

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