"The Price" genre: Country General
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	"No one said disease could be so sweet and tender..."
	CD: Threadbare Dreams   Label: JATYMUSIC.com Credits: John Taylor
	Story Behind the Song This one was a bit different. The first verse and chorus came to me via the Muse, as usual, while I was sitting at a coffeehouse in L.A. But then I kinda took charge of the song, directed it towards the message it eventually presents. I wanted the rest of the world to understand that such things don't stick to a gender, or orientation, a race or income or religion... It's not autobiographical, for those of you who have asked, but the point's true all the same. Lyrics The Price I was a back-street man just lookin' for somethin' to save me. You were a high-bred one with gettin' dirty on your mind. What we made wasn't love, just defiance of the aching If I'd have left right then, I'd be more ahead than behind. My momma warned me you'd be nothing better than trouble But all I saw was the passion in your eyes. It takes more than eager bodies to make a union work out right And what I hunger for these days, I just can't buy. CHORUS: She told me so - My momma warned me to be faithful But you were there and warm and tender, Helped me make it through the night. My momma said - that you were nothin' more than trouble She said to hold out for that one love that's just right. Now I know - I should've listened to her advise Cause the comfort that you gave me Just wasn't worth the price. When I was just a boy, I'd spend days out in the forest Loved the land, and freedom of the skies. Somehow in growin' up I lost track of all that beauty Somehow in growin' up the best of me had died. When I became a man, I moved into the city Even though the smoke there choked me, and the concrete masked the skies. I learned to live by my wits there in the big city And by somethin' less than thievin', - somethin' more 'n' worse than lies. Repeat Chorus These days all I see are these four walls around me Like any prison cell, and I'll be here til I die. Dunno if my crime was givin' love too freely, Or not knowing there was someone else in your life. If I'd have known, I swear I never would have touched you If I'd have thought to get protection, things'd be just fine. But no one said disease could be so sweet and tender, And I'd forgotten: These days lovin' can take your life. Instrumental If I'd have known, I swear I never would have touched you If I'd have thought to get protection, if I'd have heeded her advise, But no one said disease could be so sweet and tender, And I'd forgotten: These days lovin' can take your life. All that lovin' you... just wasn't worth The Price. ©1995 John A. Yezeguielian ©2003 JATY Music (ASCAP) - All Rights Reserved

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