*An Illness* (Lord)

(12 Bar Blues in A, you do the rest)

I found out today that a co-worker has gotten an illness
I tried to ask questions but I didn't want to hurt her feelings
A lot of men would touch her but they wouldn't want to go to her funeral

We break each other down when the good times last forever
Maybe that's okay if we all didn't cling together
We are a forty story building that can only stand sunny weather

A working woman still needs a man
That is something that no one wants to understand
Ending alone isn't something she had planned