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Maple Fudge - The Guess Who

Written by：Randy Bachman/Burton Cummings

Miss Fudge is only waiting for a man to come her way

She has been waiting 80 years for Mr Maple

But he doesn't know that she is waiting too

It's nothing new

Mr Maple gets up early every morning

Cooks his breakfast all alone the house is cold

He needs a woman's hand to comfort him in his reclining years

He overhears

The people on the street they pass

Him by and sort of snicker

In his younger years he should have

Been a little quicker

In the hand of someone he could

Love but who's to judge

If he'll ever have a meeting with Miss Fudge

Miss Fudge's hopes were fading that

A man would come her way

She had been darning no ones socks

And when the years crept up her misery

Just slowly pushed her on

And now she's gone

Mr Maple's life alone was just too much

For him to bear

And in his heart he knew there'd never be

Someone to comfort him at times he cried

And then he died

But everything is better now

They're both at last together

The question now is answered for

All those who wondered whether

They each at last had found a friend

And if they did misjudge

Their tombstones side by side read Maple Fudge