My girlfriend, she left me, for three months she was mine
So I wandered down to Ruby's to drown my sorrows in the wine
The gray-haired man behind the bar seemed wiser for the years
So I told him all about it, as I fought back the tears
"The love of my life is gone", I cried, he shook his head
Then looked me in the eye, and quietly he said
"Don't talk about love
If all you've had Is this
Don't talk about love
'cause you don't know what it is"
"When I was young", he said, "1 was a lot like you, you know
Thought I was feeling from the heart, what I was feeling down below
Then I met my woman, and I wanted to take a chance -
Oh we'd fuss and fight, this was no storybook romance
Then times got real hard, I was lost in a sea of doubt
But she held on to me, as the tide pulled me out
I pushed away, she held me
I cursed her, she held me
I cried out, she held me
I held on, she held me
(so) Don't talk about love
`til you've had it once like this
Don't talk about love
'cause you don't know what it is"
Copyright © 1993 John Gerner