Текст песни Loretta Lynn - Barroom Habits
Loretta Lynn - Barroom Habits слова песни
Well the kids came out to play last Sunday morningAnd I came in from playing all night longI walked in and slammed the door and put my cigarette out on the floorAnd I told her a dirty joke and the fight was onWell you better quit bringing those barroom habits home to mamaYeah you better quit callin` me Rosie when you know that`s not my nameWhen you come home it`s like a bad dreamI follow you round tryin` to keep the place cleanYou better quit bringing those barroom habits home to mama[ steel ]Last night I got high and I got lonesomeAnd I remember just what I needed was waitin` at homeI popped a top all over the wall and after that she wouldn`t friendly at allAnd I could tell by the look in her eye that I done something wrongWell you better quit bringing...Yeah you better quit bringing...