Hey pretty Momma don’t leave me like that
Bring it on back, bring it on back
Love me don’t leave me, don’t you leave me like that
Bring it on back, bring it on back
You’re high, you’re low
You’re fine but you don’t say anything
You’ve got my heart in your hands
And your love in my heart
You’ve got my heart in your hands
And your love in my heart
We’ll get together Mary
Well bless a’ my soul
And say that heaven ain’t high
Never let you go
Preacher said easy there
You really don’t know
Bless a’ my soul
You really don’t know
He’s got a dove in his hands
And a lover in his heart
He’s got a bird in the hands
With a lover in his heart
You’re high, you’re low
You’re fine but you don’t say anything
I don’t mind if you won’t love if you don’t
But don’t say anything
You’ve got my heart in your hands
And another in your heart
You’ve got my heart in your hands
And another in your heart
Thirty five years, no need to shed a tear
When your kids die, nobody [?]drives[?] with me
Don’t you ever say anything you don’t mean
Like you love me
And if I only got a gun in her hands
And a hurt in her heart
She’s got a gun in her hands
And a hurt in her heart
Well you’re high, you’re low
You’re fine but you don’t say anything
Nevermind but you won’t
Sometimes but you don’t say anything
I’ve got blood on my hands
And a burden in my heart
You’ve got love in the head
You’ve got a hurt in your heart