In Black And White - Walter Hyatt

Written by：W. Hyatt

Just a traveling man

Oh Lord how I ramble

On a open road

That's where I knew I belonged

But a happy home

Lord that's what I gamble

And the precious love of a woman left to lone

In black and white

I send her all my love

Time after time

She beg me to come home

My telephone I hear her sweet voice calling

Oh baby please must it be so long

All how a man be love is home but still he rambles

Sweet words of love

To a woman he may right

But image find beautiful love can turn to shambles

If you think she can send love

In black and white

In black and white

I seed her all my love

Time after time

She beg me to come home

My telephone I hear her sweet voice calling

Oh baby please must it be so long

Just a traveling man

Oh Lord how I ramble

On a open road

That's where I learn how to cry

For the happy home

And know hard I did gamble

And a precious love of the one who said goodbye

In black and white

I send her all my love

Time after time I said that I was wrong

My telephone I have to make my plea

Oh baby

Baby please don't you say so long