CAMP ROBBER

Hey Camp-robber
Baby steal this diamond ring
Hey Camp-robber
Baby steal a diamond ring
Hey Camp-robber
Baby steal your diamond ring
Hey Camp-robber
Baby steal this diamond ring

Layin’ on floor, in the rose colored glass
Over by the door, where the bubble smashed
Threads on the latch, where the coat sleeve was torn
What’s left of my manhood, by the blood on the door

Hey Camp-robber
Baby steal this diamond ring
Hey Camp-robber
Baby steal a diamond ring
Hey Camp-robber
Baby steal your diamond ring
Hey Camp-robber
Baby steal this diamond ring

Walking downtown, to take in some air
Talking to a man at the bus stop there
“What you waitin’ on brother?”
I said to the street
“A camp-robber, I’m hoping to meet”

Hey Camp-robber
Baby steal this diamond ring
Hey Camp-robber
Baby steal a diamond ring
Hey Camp-robber
Baby steal your diamond ring
Hey Camp-robber
Baby steal this diamond ring

© 2014 Martin H. Wilde

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