Hermann Lammers Meyer
The Best Part Of Nothing
A bottle and an ashtray
A few nickels and a dime
A tearstained sheet of paper
With some old faded written lines
It`s been years now, and he´s been thinkin
And he hasn t got it yet
What these lines ment, on this paper
That keeps sliding through his hand
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She left him the best part of nothing And
He damn sure needs to know what that might be
That letter that he holds might drive him crazy
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Destination,a hundred yards to skid row
The few words that she wrote will kill him, maybe
They sure will stop this man from growing old
instr. steel/fiddle (1 Verse)
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