MARTHA by Tom Waits I feel so much old now, you're much older too. How's the husband, how's the kids? You know that I got married too. Lucky that you found someone who makes you feel secure. We were all so young and foolish, now we are mature. And those were days of roses, of poetry and prose And Martha, all I had was you and all you had was me. There was no tomorrow, we packed away our sorrows And we saved them for a rainy day. I was always so impulsive, guess that I still am. All that r (guitaretab.com)