Don't You Find

Don't you find, some of the time

There is always someone on your mind

That shouldn't be at all

In any place or any kind

She sailed long ago

To a land far away

Overseas, she'll be

In a land of opportunity

I don't know where she rolls

I don't know how she be

I know that I see

Sweet young thing one day before I go

And I give what I've got

And what I've got, I got to give

And I still We're nothing all the years

And I fall from it all

And I'll lose as I win

And I'll know where I go

It's got nothing more for me no more

Don't you find