[Verse 1]
I've often been told that time bring 'bout a change
I've often been told that time bring 'bout a change
Yes, I've had two years of torture and my heart still feel the same

[Verse 2]
I had a real fine woman, fine as she could be
Let me tell ya, I had a real, real fine woman, fine as she could be
But the syndicators, back-biters stole that little girl away from me

[Verse 3]
Two years of being without her, seven hundred and thirty days
And I still remember her little brown body and her sweet love baby ways
Two years of torture and I'm still in misery
Oh, but I'm doomed as a lover unless she come back to me