You’re There

By Fred Rose 

I get high, I get low, I move fast, I move slow
But wherever I go you’re there 

I can smile, I can frown, I give up, I give down
Because somewhere around you’re there. 

How did you get in this mem’ry of mine
Oh why can’t I lose you somewhere 

I can walk, I can run, I can grieve or have fun
But when all’s said and done
You’re there. 

When I feel like I should all the while I knock wood
But it don’t do no good, you’re there. 

I can seek, I can hide, turn aloes or be tied
But it’s all cut and dried, you’re there. 

Ev’ry one tell me that you’re back in town
But I make believe I don’t care 

I get high, I get low, I move fast , I move slow,
But wherever I go you’re there.