That's That

There's a quarter moon that's laying up on the ridge And he's making up his mind to rise or to set There's a lot of water flowing under this bridge There's a voice inside me saying "Get your feet wet" 'Cause that's that, I can scream, I can shout I can cry my eyes out but she's not coming back And that's that, I can hope, I can pray But she's still gone away And she's not coming back and that's that There's a weeping willow on the outskirts of town Where I took a pocket knife and carved out our names In the morning I am gonna cut that tree down Gonna build a fire and watch us go up in flames And that's that, I can scream, I can shout I can tear my hair out but she's not coming back And that's that, I can hope, I can pray But she's still gone away And she's not coming back and that's that Ooh there's a lonesome whisper in the wind Ooh don't you hate to see the season end But then That's that, I can scream, I can shout I can cry my eyes out but she's not coming back And that's that, I can hope, I can pray But she's still gone away And she's not coming back and that's that --- That's That - Michael Johnson