You know, I don't think much about him no more
And seldom if ever does he cross my mind
Yesterday's gone, for it's better forgotten
Like the poison red berries to die, on the vine

This morning at dawn Lord I pulled into town
Had some coffee and talked with some old friends of mine
Laughing at the good times they remembered
And then I remembered a time

Lord I can still see the bright lights back in Dallas
As yesterday moves like a dream through my mind
I didn't suppose that I'd ever forget him
And you know it took such a long time

But I don't think much about him no more
Seldom if ever does he cross my mind
Yesterday's gone, Lord it's better forgotten
It's like the poison red berries that cling, to the mind.