Saturday, 16 August 2014

Bootstrap Blues


I said,
No man ev'r got his woman back
beggin' on his knees
he's got to make somethin' o' himself
before his woman he'll please.

Lord knows he knows how much she's worth
but can he pay the price?
He can wish and try his lot,
only a gentleman will suffice.

Now see, she weren't born yesterday
she smells the insincere
pull on up your bootstraps son
because the price is dear.

now don't you go a moanin'
because when your moanin's through
I tell you you'd have gained two lives
one for her and one new life for you.

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