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MISTER MISTER

J.D. Souther

Mister, mister
Where ya goin'
Pardon me sir, but where ya been?
Why don'tcha look me in the eye, mister
All ya need's a friend

Mister, there's a space between us
Stretchin' far as I can see
Don'tcha think ev'ryone could stand just a little closer together
And still be free

Just a dream I had
Walking down the street
Didn't see any bars on the windows
No locks on the doors
And love, and more love . . .

Now did'ja see your daughter smilin'
She's betrayed your selfish plans
It must be someone else's world
She's holding in her hands

You say men are born in anger
To be cruel is to be strong
Wouldn't it make you happy to open your eyes and find
Just this time you were wrong

Just a dream I had
Walkin' down the street
I didn't see any bars on the windows
There were no locks on the doors
And love, and I saw more love . . .

Mister, mister, where ya goin'
Oh pardon me sir, but where ya been
Why don'tcha look me in the eyes, mister
All ya need's a friend . . .