DOWN TO THE WIRE
Michael Greene

IN A HOUSE BY THE RIVER  THERE LIVES A LADY SO FAIR
ROSALEE IN MY SUNLIGHT  SHE’S WITH ME EVERYWHERE
IF BY CHANCE I SHOULD SEE HER  WE’LL PASS THE TIME OF DAY
SEEMS I STUMBLE IN SEARCH OF  THE RIGHT WORDS TO SAY  WORDS TO SAY
I NEVER TOLD HER THAT I LOVED HER
I THOUGHT SHE’D SEE THOSE WORDS IN MY EYES
WELL I’VE NEVER BEEN MUCH  WITH SWEET TALK OR A TOUCH 
WHEN LOVE COMES DOWN TO THE WIRE
THEN ONE DAY I AWAKENED  TO FIND MY ROSALEE HAD GONE
HER HEART WAS STOLEN BY A DRIFTER  HOW SHE LOVED HIS TRAVELIN’ SONGS
GUESS IT ONLY GOES TO SHOW YOU  IF A LADY’S LOVE YOU SEEK
A WOMAN NEEDS TO BE TOLD OF  ALL THE LOVE YOU KEEP  LOVE YOU KEEP
I NEVER TOLD HER THAT I LOVED HER
I THOUGHT SHE’D SEE THOSE WORDS IN MY EYES
WELL I’VE NEVER BEEN MUCH  WITH SWEET TALK OR A TOUCH 
WHEN LOVE COMES DOWN TO THE WIRE