Still Know Your Number By Heart

Emptying out my pocket things
Wonderin' why the caged bird sings
Charged for the same dang crime
Sentenced for the third dang time
I'm not innocent
I never said I was
But my lawyer doesn't have a tongue
Like Jesse Jackson does
Well, here inside this prison cell
I keep remembering
My parole officer was the purtyist thing

And I still know your number by heart
Even though you no longer play a part
Well, I don't know if it's love or if I smart
But I still know your number by heart

Dreaming of the hours we spent
Sure beats breaking up cement
We were introduced by fate
Sort of like a first blind date
Our secret rondezvous
Set free this heart of mine
Not knowing that you'd follow me
Across the county line
And I've seen how drugs and alcohol
Can get your dander up
But for your assurance, I'd pee in a cup

And I still know your number by heart…

I saw a statue of a lady
Justice was her name
And I knew the balance that she held
Would some day shift my way
Some poet said that love's blind, too
But I could see its plan
As that little job I pulled last year
Some day made me your man

I dream of breaking out
Your pull is so intense
The hounds of love
Keep barking through that fence
But I know in three to five
I'll miss you even more
I pray my file
Comes knocking at your door

And I still know your number by heart…

Recorded by Chagall Guevara.  Written by L. Arthur Nichols, Dave Perkins and Steve Taylor © 1990 MCA Publishing/GMMI/Sadoshrimp (ASCAP)

An MP3 of this song is available at my Downloads Page

Return to