Delmar Gentry - No Damns Left To Give

 Mr. Gentry's life continues:

 

 I’m still out in Tucson, feelin’ right good. 

Been talkin’ to folks, doin’ what I should. 

Making a trip to Flagstaff in a few days, 

Really thinkin’ ‘bout all the ways to make Arizona home! 

 

But my office back in the city 

Drivin’ me nuts callin’ my phone. 

They say I’ve got troubles there, 

Won’t leave me alone. 

Aint’ answered them for days. 

 

I’m thinkin’ of stayin’ here longer than I thought, 

‘specially with all the calls and the troubles wrought, 

Been looking at properties, ranches and places to live, 

Might not go back, ain’t got no damns left to give. 

 

So I open my phone and start readin texts, 

Good lord, what the hell is it next? 

Case load is backlogged, clients want no one but me, 

To represent them in court no matter my fee, 

I come to the last one, and MY EX IS SUING ME FOR PALIMONY!

 

 I’m thinkin’ of stayin’ here so much longer than I thought, 

‘specially with all the calls and the troubles wrought, 

Been looking at properties, ranchs and places to live,

 Might not go back, ain’t got no damns left to give. 

 

 I thought when we split, mutually agreed, 

to go our own ways,without any greed. 

She kept her stuff, and I kept mine, 

 and its not like she didn't do fine, 

with all the stuff that I bought her. 

 

Delmar Gentry

Who put a bug in her ear, coachin' , usin' her fear, 

To line pockets with my cash. 

Prob'ly a rival of mine to try and bash,

 to coerce me generous. 

 

I’m thinkin’ of stayin’ here way longer than I thought, 

‘I can take care of all this shit long distance, I know a lot.

 Knew her for six years, know she wants money to live, 

But I shore ain’t got no damns left to give. 

 

 So I'll call my partners tell 'em I ain't gonna concede, 

Tell 'em how they can start it, how to proceed, 

What to file, papers and answers to write, 

How to bundle it all up so neat and just right, 

To handle the bullshit goin' down. It's sure as dang so plain to see, 

she's turned her heart 'gainst me, 

I don't want to be mean at all, 

but ain't no body gonna make a call 

on my bank account! 

 

 It's convinced me to stay longer than before,

 I'm a might upset, rankled, kind a sore, 

I ain't heart broken, my pocket ain't no sieve 

And I ain’t got no goddamns left to give.