(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?