Lee Bains III
& The Glory Fires

Songs, poems, and records from Alabama.

Reba

Reba

from There Is a Bomb in Gilead (2012)

Reba, you know that I'm alone

If I go and pick up the phone,

And ask you to scare me off to sleep.

Reba, try as I might,

Though my promises are milky white,

I'll leave them out some night, and they won't keep.

Reba, you know I'm going to worry.

I live on the line between the false and true.

Reba, you know I'm going to worry.

It's all I can do. It's all I can do.

Reba, please don't tell him I called.

I ain't trying to mess with y'all.

I guess at best I'm a liar, at worst I'm dumb.

Reba, don't think your boy done changed.

I've been accused of a lot of things,

But having any sense never has been one.

Reba, you know I'm going to worry.

I live on the line between the false and true.

Reba, you know I'm going to worry.

It's all I can do. It's all I can do.

I ain't saying I'm trying to light an old flame anew,

It's that I'm afraid all my tinder has rotted through

Reba, you know I'm going to worry.

I live on the line between the false and true.

Reba, you know I'm going to worry.

It's all I can do. It's all I can do.