I'm Still Sweet

Here's a song that soldiers used to sing You can hear it on the plain Jimmy was a folk song and Harold said a parable the same Back at home things are getting weird My sister fell in love with my old friend We had a falling out so long ago I don't remember when But I'm still sweet, I'm still sweet I'm still down there writing lines Up to your sister, she was fine But I was sweet And if I had gone back home I woulda known I woulda known I woulda known I woulda known Back from war he's screaming out He's scratching round for some kind of proof He says we're painting over culture, love We're blowing out the door to save the roof Back at home, getting hated on My sister hates the guts of my old friend We had a falling out, we shoulda fixed it Before it began, we didn't know back then But I'm still sweet, I'm still sweet I'm still down there writing lines Up to your sister, she was fine But I was sweet And if I had gone back home They say that'll still your soul Leave your heart in the cold But I'm still sweet, I'm still sweet I'm still sweet, oh Lord I'm still sweet I'm still down there writing lines Up to your sister, she was fine But I was sweet And if I had gone back home If I had gone back home If I had gone back home I woulda known I woulda known I woulda known I woulda known --- I'm Still Sweet - Donovan Woods