Another country and western lyric; Jools and I are trying a pitch for a different sale. This is very much inspired by my new favourite artist – all great songs. Not to be passed on, obviously.
My mama always said to me
Son, when I’ve gone
You gotta stop your fancy free
High struttin’ livin’
with the wrong sort of wimmin
and
settle
down
Stop your honky tonk ways.
You need a good girl that will
cook your greens
iron your shirts
wash your jeans,
give you plenty of kids
runnin’ wild and free
get you home in the morning
well before three
and stop
your honky tonk ways..
You gotta stop your fancy free
High struttin’ livin’
with the wrong sort of wimmin
and
settle
down
Stop your honky tonk ways.
Well, I listened to my Mama
like I always do
I dated Mary Ann and Lucy
I danced with Sue
They were very sweet
they cooked me stew
But I missed my honky tonk ways
You gotta stop your fancy free
High struttin’ livin’
with the wrong sort of wimmin
and
settle
down
Stop your honky tonk ways.
I snuck back to the roadster
And I burned some tar
I walked into the music
Of a roadside bar
Met a girl with a familiar
look in her eye
I stayed with her till morning then I
said goodbye
I’m back with my honky tonk ways
You gotta stop your fancy free
High struttin’ livin’
with the wrong sort of wimmin
and
settle
down
Stop your honky tonk ways.
I hope Mama will forgive me
Wherever she’s gone
Hope she remembers that I love her
I’m her favourite son
I don’t think she’d want me to be
always blue
Trying to be someone that I
never knew
I love my honky tonk ways..
You gotta stop your fancy free
High struttin’ livin’
with the wrong sort of wimmin
and
settle
down
Stop your honky tonk ways.
