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Jack to Show For ItI’d chopped the oak and I’d hung the drywallIt took months but I gave our cabin my allIn time her stony silence said we were on the rocksI didn’t need a dotted line to connect the dotsSo I drove Texas backroads and slept in my truck at nightDust through my vents missin’ their beds of roses outsideBut stayin’ in those walls, meant tears and alchohol and goin’ madSo I left her alone, in my hand built home and now all I hadWas jack to show for it…jack to show for itMy gut started rumblin’ way past twelve o’clockSo I drove two exits back to a Jack in the BoxRed-eyed horseflies in the shake cup on the floorRollin’ there from when I'd hit drive-thru hours beforeWhen that kid gave me extra ketchup for my friesWe had a thousand miles from nowhere in our eyesThough I was long gone, my heart was at home, his was under a name-tagWe needed new starts, cos we both worked hard but all we hadWas jack to show for it…jack to show for itIf given half a chance for happinessWe’re gonna go for itThe most that could happen is having lessThan jack to show for itWell, I made it home late and pulled my lady nearSad trains of thought rolled down tracks of her tearsI know how cold and hollow a lonely house isSo I didn’t mind the bourbon in her kissBox of tissues for her issues and a bottle in a bagShe’d been prideful and spiteful and all she hadWas jack to show for it…jack to show for itIf given half a chance for happinessWe’re gonna go for itThe most that could happen is having lessThan jack to show for it©2007 Robert George