Easy Wins

Easy Wins

whatever' easiest for ya, darlin'
wouldn't want tuh trouble ya
I see you've got another one comin'!
and those beau-tee-ful chilluns
you call yer own turn'd out right swell
I always did say you'd be a lovely mother

Well, Harl, thank you just fine. 

too bad these babies ain't yours! ha!

but that ship s's been sailing' away for years now.

Y' look good, Harl.

Got a woman back in Charlotte?

Keep yuh on yer toes?

Sure, Annabelle, but tuh tell ya the truth

it was always you darlin'

I must confess, 

even in Charlotte,

and I ain't much of a church man 

but I do know when 

sumpin's holy and 

what we had was right holy, Annabelle.

Harl! Don't talk like that. 

Who do you think you are,

sweet talkin' me like I'd just as soon

run away like a little girl!

Shame on you!

You're sweet, Harl, always were - 

but I ain't your savin' grace.