Dozen for a Dime
Had me a gal as smart as they come
Never in my life have I felt so dumb
Had me a woman as wild as a rose
When she took to leavin' she took my clothes
I aint gonna cry, I aint gonna sulk
Cos wimmen like you I can find 'em in bulk
A dozen for a dime just ain't worth my time
I'd rather wind up lonely than lowdown
I thought you were the one
But I'll be a son of a gun
If you ain't just one of too many to count
I thought she was the finest around
But so did every fool in this one horse town
To that woman I gave my heart
But she told me it was her or my guitar
I ain't gonna cry, I ain't gonna sulk
Cos wimmen like you I can find 'em in bulk
A dozen for a dime just ain't worth my time
I'd rather wind up lonely than lowdown
I thought you were the one
But I'll be a son of a gun
If you ain't just one of too many to count
She drank my booze to the bottom
And tell me I got a drinkin' problem
She told me she wanted to take my name
But that's the only thing she didn't want me to change
I ain't gonna cry, I ain't gonna sulk
Cos wimmen like you I can find 'em in bulk
A dozen for a dime just ain't worth my time
I'd rather wind up lonely than lowdown
I thought you were the one
But I'll be a son of a gun
If you ain't just one of too many to count
If you aint just one of them too manys to count
Never in my life have I felt so dumb
Had me a woman as wild as a rose
When she took to leavin' she took my clothes
I aint gonna cry, I aint gonna sulk
Cos wimmen like you I can find 'em in bulk
A dozen for a dime just ain't worth my time
I'd rather wind up lonely than lowdown
I thought you were the one
But I'll be a son of a gun
If you ain't just one of too many to count
I thought she was the finest around
But so did every fool in this one horse town
To that woman I gave my heart
But she told me it was her or my guitar
I ain't gonna cry, I ain't gonna sulk
Cos wimmen like you I can find 'em in bulk
A dozen for a dime just ain't worth my time
I'd rather wind up lonely than lowdown
I thought you were the one
But I'll be a son of a gun
If you ain't just one of too many to count
She drank my booze to the bottom
And tell me I got a drinkin' problem
She told me she wanted to take my name
But that's the only thing she didn't want me to change
I ain't gonna cry, I ain't gonna sulk
Cos wimmen like you I can find 'em in bulk
A dozen for a dime just ain't worth my time
I'd rather wind up lonely than lowdown
I thought you were the one
But I'll be a son of a gun
If you ain't just one of too many to count
If you aint just one of them too manys to count
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