Tender Is Lyrics
I sit at the piano almost all the time
I think about my life and try to make it rhyme
It's been such a long, long while
Since I've been to the front
I did so well the last time it must have seemed a stunt
But my chops have gotten tender
I don't know if I am able
To pick the banner up again, do service and stay stable
'Cause I'd rather be no one at home
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And leave my talent on the shelf
Than be the world to some poor girl
Who's nobody at home herself
