(J.J.Cale)

Have you heard that rumour that's going around?

You got it made, way across town

When I wrote you a letter, you must have read it wrong

I stood at your doorway but you was gone

I took a lot of time and let the telephone ring

When you give me the business, well did in your mind

'Cause I've got a lot of patience and I got a lot of time

I'm gonna find me a mountain, I'm gonna hide out

I ain't talking to you and I ain't yet coming out

'Cause I heart that rumour, tell me where does it end?