You know I don't think much about her no more Seldom if ever does she cross my mind Yesterday's gone Lord, it's better forgotten Like a poison red berry to die on the vine. This morning at dawn Lord I pulled into town Had some coffee and talked With some old friends of mine Laughing at all the good times they remembered I remembered a time. Lord I can see the bright lights back in Dallas As Yesterday moves like a dream through my mind I didn't suppose I would ever forget her And you know it took such a long time. But I don't think much about her no more Seldom if ever does she cross my mind Yesterday's gone and better gortotten Like a poison red berry it clings to my mind.