And i won't see the futur; I'll just brag about the past. I'll flash the city By foot or train. I'll look for three Come dry weather or rain. I'll drump your letters With the mystery of the sea And i'd never tell her how much i've gained And i' never tell her the whole thing. The time of thee-- My queen of spades When the light was free From people's brain, I covered the past down With the stories of my lady. And I'd never tell her how deep i've dug. And i never got tired of her body And i won't See The Future; I'll just brag about the past.