Anniversary

I’m gonna find you
With no warning
But I won’t bring you flowers
Unless I find some by the road
And cut glass — you don’t make it
You’ve already got the gold
You got the gold. Got the gold
I’m gonna miss you
While I’m leaving
I’m gonna love you
While I’m cheating
Oh now woman, oh woman, what creature you be
You’re the only one living that means that to me
That to me. That to me