walkin' up with winkin' eyes

seen that tight-lipped grin

i could tell from a mile away

boy you weren't my kin

you best put a bridle on bridle on that tongue

save your breath for breathin' buddy

an' run - run

who's that feller next to me

with the big house grin

speakin' from the left hand

an' jumpin' out his skin

well, maybe he's my old man

the one with the wooden eyes

you'd think after all this time

he'd find a better place to hide

cuttin' up with battin' eyes

i seen that paint on smile

aw girl i could see you comin'

for a country mile

you bes' put a bridle on bridle on that tongue

save your breath for breathin' girl

i'm talkin' from black lungs