Livin' and a-workin' in the city, I thought I was a big girl I felt so smart and my own life I could choose So Miss Smarty found herself a city boy who one night said he loved her And the next night he leaves her sittin' with a bad case of the blues
Yoodle-lad-eee-heee-heee-heee-heee, uh-huh If I really was a smart girl I could turn him loose Yoodle-lad-eee-heee-heee-heee-heee, uh-huh Instead of sittin' and a-cryin' with a bad case of the blues
So I took myself out to the country to see my Mother She said, "What no-good man has got my lovin' little child's heart sore?" I said Mama, he tells me that he loves me and then he's out with another, And he's got me right down to the last square on the checkerboard
Yoodle-lad-eee-heee-heee-heee-heee, uh-huh Little country girl done got hooked on a barbed wire love Yoodle-lad-eee-heee-heee-heee-heee, uh-huh And she can't get loose from this bad case of the bluesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
