Walkin' up with winkin' eyes Seen that tight-lipped grin I could tell from a mile away Boy you weren't my kin You best put a bridle on bridle on that tongue Save your breath for breathin' buddy An run - run
Who's that feller next to me With the big house grin Speakin' from the left hand An jumpin' out his skin
Well, maybe he's my old man The one with the wooden eyes You'd think after all this time He'd find a better place to hide
Cuttin' up with battin' eyes I seen that paint on smile Aw girl i could see you comin' For a country mile You bes' put a bridle on bridle on that tongue Save your breath for breathin' girl I'm talkin' from black lungsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
