F orty Nine r easons all in a line
A ll of them good ones,
All o f them lies.
Dr iftin' with my lady
We're oldest of friends
N eed a little w ork, and there's fenc es to mend.
Steady girl, be my world
`Till the drifter come, now she's gone.
I let that man play his hand.
I let them go, how was I to know?
I'm down on my knees.
Nobody left to please.
N ow it's o ver, they left in the spring
H er and the d rifter, looking for beau tiful things.
Steady girl, be my world
`Till the drifter come, now she's gone.
I let that man play his hand.
I let them go, how was I to know?
I'm down on my knees.
Nobody left to please.
On my knees,
feeling wrong
Mama's gone
By e bye baby
Write if you think of it, maybe.
Kn ow I love you. (Know I love you)
Go i f it means that much to you.
Hey, but you can run, baby;
If the fe eling's wrong before too long it's crazy.
And you're trapped, babe,
and you know that's not where it's at, babe.
You're just seein' things through a cat's eye, baby;
That's not my old lady.
Come on and tell me, baby,
you better tell me, baby,
Who do you,
w ho do you love?
Ti me will tell us
who is trying to sell us.
By e bye baby
Write if you think of it, maybe.
Hey, but you can run, baby.
If the fe eling's wrong, before too long, it's crazy.
And you're trapped babe,
and you know that's not where it's at baby.
You're just seein' things through a cat's eye, baby;
That's not my old lady.
Come on and tell me, baby,
you better tell me, baby,
Who do you,
w ho do you love?
