Honey
My baby don't care about nothin
When she gets the blues
When she's down she takes off run'n
There's nothin I can do
She never stayed long in her home town
Her momma wasn't livin and her daddy was gone
They passed her around from kin to kin
It'd last a few months and they'd pass her again
She didn't wanna leave, she wanted to stay
But they said "Honey, it's your way"
Things never went her way
She never had her day
Never had money to buy'er own things
But she found a guitar and she learned to sing
Hung around pool halls and old saloons
Sing'n Loretta, Kitty and Patsy tunes
She dropped outta school and ran away
You could hear'er sing'n "It's my way"
She'll do things her way
Maybe she'll have her day
Moved in here with a bag of clothes
That old guitar and a book of notes
It wasn't too long till I found
She didn't plan on stick'n around
I begged and I pleaded for her to stay
But she said "Honey, it's my way"
She does things her way
She's gonna have her day
Comes and goes from time to time
She don't like it when I call her mine
I like it real good when she's around
Till she get's blue and she hops town
I beg and plead for her to stay
But she says "Honey it's my way"
Things never went her way
She's never had her day
My baby don't care about nothin, when she gets the blues
When she's down she takes off run'n, there's nothin I can do
When she gets the blues
When she's down she takes off run'n
There's nothin I can do
She never stayed long in her home town
Her momma wasn't livin and her daddy was gone
They passed her around from kin to kin
It'd last a few months and they'd pass her again
She didn't wanna leave, she wanted to stay
But they said "Honey, it's your way"
Things never went her way
She never had her day
Never had money to buy'er own things
But she found a guitar and she learned to sing
Hung around pool halls and old saloons
Sing'n Loretta, Kitty and Patsy tunes
She dropped outta school and ran away
You could hear'er sing'n "It's my way"
She'll do things her way
Maybe she'll have her day
Moved in here with a bag of clothes
That old guitar and a book of notes
It wasn't too long till I found
She didn't plan on stick'n around
I begged and I pleaded for her to stay
But she said "Honey, it's my way"
She does things her way
She's gonna have her day
Comes and goes from time to time
She don't like it when I call her mine
I like it real good when she's around
Till she get's blue and she hops town
I beg and plead for her to stay
But she says "Honey it's my way"
Things never went her way
She's never had her day
My baby don't care about nothin, when she gets the blues
When she's down she takes off run'n, there's nothin I can do
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Writer(s): John Steward
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