What Have I Got To Lose
words & music: Lynn Woolever
Lynn Woolever Music (BMI)

I looked at her across the table
And I feel like a brand new man
I like she looks at me
She doesn't see my wedding band

She's so warm and pretty
A woman of the rarest kind
Wanting her and thinking of you
Is tearing up my mind

What have I got to lose
Since when is love a crime
I won't be missed at home
And I've been having a good time
Why is it so hard to begin
And so hard to end
I ask myself to choose
What have I got to lose

I call home an hour ago
And the phone rang and rang
She's never there, she's always out somewhere
She never bothers to explain
I don't know if she still loves me
She won't let me in
We're like ships out on the ocean
Waiting for a wind

What have I got to lose
Since when is love a crime
I won't be missed at home
And I've been having a good time
Why is it so hard to begin
And so hard to end
I ask myself to choose
What have I got to lose

It's getting late, last call of the night
I saw her ring as it caught the light
The look on my face must've said it all
Must've broken her down
She said, "My husband and your wife
They've been running around."

What have I got to lose
Since when is love a crime
I won't be missed at home
And I've been having a good time
Why is it so hard to begin
And so hard to end
I ask myself to choose
What have I got to lose
I ask myself to choose
What have I got to lose