I recall a time when I had to choose
The hand life dealt me I was bound to lose
Didn't know how the wind would turn
My candle would no longer burn
For a crooked heart has a crooked tale
But a crooked heart is too proud to tell
Whosoever cast the righteous stone
Hope they never lose their home
So here's to the rain sleet and the snow
Here's to the sun that set too slow
My heart it stopped missed a beat
Missed that bus but kept my seat
Walked the whole wood fore I saw the trees
That got me up from off of my knees
For a crooked heart has a crooked tale
But a crooked heart is too proud to tell
Turned my hand to many a thing
If for supper then I would sing
Of a life we live and a love we lose
And how to beat the crooked heart blues
For a crooked heart has a crooked tale
But a crooked heart is too proud to tell
No more shake rattle and roll
No more way down in the hole
No more bells to lick their lips
No more wreaths laid by crypts
Now I found a many colored heart
Fell in love right from the start
It's a love that's ours to share
I know I'm blessed I know I'm there
No more crooked heart blues