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He would spend it on the ponies
He would spend it on the girls Buy his mother gin and roses For her poor old henna'd curls And when his wife said "Hey now! What did you get for me?" He socked her in the choppers Such a sweet, sweet guy was he! And her tears flowed like wine Yes, her tears flowed like wine She's a real sad tomato She's a busted Valentine Knows her mama done told her That her man is darned unkind How he loved the old race horses He would bet them every day One day he caught a winner And the cabbage wasn't hay! He indulged in fancy spending Ordered rings, cars and furs But alas, alack Like a stab in the back She found out they were not hers! And her tears flowed like wine Yes, her tears flowed like wine She's a real sad tomato She's a busted Valentine Knows her mama done told her That her man is darned unkind He got mixed up with a Maisie He got mixed up with a Flo So Flo shoved him in the river He'll not get mixed up no more! His wife then draped herself in black That showed her figure fine Then she cussed him out The two-faced guy No insurance could she find! And her tears flowed like wine Yes, her tears flowed like wine She's a real sad tomato She's a busted Valentine Knows her mama done told her That her man is darned unkind! |
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He would spend it on the ponies
He would spend it on the girls Buy his mother gin and roses For her poor old henna'd curls And when his wife said "Hey now! What did you get for me?" He socked her in the choppers Such a sweet, sweet guy was he! And her tears flowed like wine Yes, her tears flowed like wine She's a real sad tomato She's a busted Valentine Knows her mama done told her That her man is darned unkind How he loved the old race horses He would bet them every day One day he caught a winner And the cabbage wasn't hay! He indulged in fancy spending Ordered rings, cars and furs But alas, alack Like a stab in the back She found out they were not hers! And her tears flowed like wine Yes, her tears flowed like wine She's a real sad tomato She's a busted Valentine Knows her mama done told her That her man is darned unkind He got mixed up with a Maisie He got mixed up with a Flo So Flo shoved him in the river He'll not get mixed up no more! His wife then draped herself in black That showed her figure fine Then she cussed him out The two-faced guy No insurance could she find! And her tears flowed like wine Yes, her tears flowed like wine She's a real sad tomato She's a busted Valentine Knows her mama done told her That her man is darned unkind! |
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Oh, don't the moon look lonesome shinin' thru the trees? Oh don't the moon look lonesome shinin' thru the trees? Don't your arms look lonesome when your baby back's up to leave? Well i'm goin' up on the mountain to call that baby of mine Said i'm goin' up on the mountain to call that baby of mine But something tells me he's not coming back this time We would like to go to the country-- baby can't take you I'm goin' up to the country -- baby can't take you There's nothin' up there a man like you could do He's got a face like a fish Shape like a frog When he loves me I holler uuuuuh-uhhh, hot dog I love that man better than I do myself I love that man better than I do myself But i'm all alone, all alone on the shelf, on the shelf |
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