Tattler

歌詞

Whenever you find a man Who loves every woman he sees There's always some kind of woman That's putting him up a tree And that kind of man he ain't got As much sense as a mule 'Cause you know all those women, they don't love him, They're playin' him for a fool Ah ah ah, oh no, it's not hard for you to understand True love can be such sweet harmony If you do the best that you can If you marry the wrong kind of woman And get to where you cannot breath, You just as well go get your hat And let that woman be And men ought'a make good husbands And quite trying to lead the fast life Goin' out, dressin' up, every other woman Won't put clothes on his own wife Ah ah ah, oh no, it's not hard for you to understand True love can be such sweet harmony If you do the best that you can Now there're lots of good women who want to marry And live a good life at home But they're afraid they'll get hold of a rowdy man Won't leave other women alone And there're lots of good men who want to marry And live a good life at home But everytime they turn their back There's a man sayin; "Honey, has he gone?" Ah ah ah, oh no, it's not hard for you to understand True love can be such sweet harmony If you do the best that you can