For Guy

I wished I was in Austin in the Chili Parlor Bar
Drinking Mad Dog Margaritas and not caring where you are
But here I sit in Dublin just rolling cigarettes
Holding back and choking back the shakes with every breath

So forgive me all my anger, forgive me all my faults
There’s no need to forgive me for thinking what I thought
I loved you from the get go and I’ll love you till I die
I loved you on the Spanish Steps the day you said goodbye

-Guy Clark