Written: Rodeway Inn, Roswell NM 1973
Knees was playing with Country, which was known as Knees Calhoon in Roswell, when Diane one night wistfully sighed, “Maybe this time he’ll write.” It sounded like a good song title so the next night Knees wrote this song for Diane to sing. She never did but in 1976 Sheri Williams learned it and sang it with the Calhoon Brothers at the Las Cruces Inn.
He’s gone, just like all the rest,
I’ve been more than twice blessed.
It’s that same ol sad song again
Only miles apart,
I guess I know that song by heart,
But maybe this time he’ll write.
What next, another wakened dream,
I have no mouth and I must scream.
He said someday we would meet again,
Things would be the same
A familiar face, a familiar name,
A friend to share the night.
And a letter won’t see me blue,
All it has to say is I’m thinking of you,
Just to reassure me that it was all true.
Uptown, lights are coming on,
People playing until dawn.
And there’s something that’s up for sale
For every appetite,
Sad songs written every night,
But maybe this time he’ll write,
Oh maybe this time he’ll write.