I Don’t Think About Him No More Intro: You know I don’t think much about him no more And seldom if ever does he cross my mind Yesterday’s gone for it’s better forgotten Like the poison red berries to die on the vine Intro This morning at dawn Lord I pulled into town Had some coffee and talked with some old friends of mine Laughing at the good times they remembered And then I remembered a time Lord I can still see the bright lights back in Dallas As yesterday moves like a dream through my mind I didn’t suppose that I’d ever forget him And you know it took such a long time But I don’t think much about him no more Seldom if ever does he cross my mind Yesterday’s gone Lord it’s better forgotten It’s like the poison red berries that clings to the mind by: José Duarte