she stole my coat

but first she stole my hat

told me somebody had stolen it

from her car one night

but I saw her new fella

out & about in town

wearing that

my honey Harris tweed jacket

bought at a thrift went too

then she stole my coat

a blue aquascutum number

I’d had a few loving years

she has gone now

& my clothing stock

seems stable

& last I looked

my heart is still mine

& I wonder just who

she is stealing from now