I heard the word goin' round Somebody said she's leavin' town Packed up her bags and left you flat Shame about that
Somebody said they saw her cryin' Said she was through with all your lyin' Said wild horses couldn't drag her back Shame about that
Well excuse me for my lack of sympathy I don't mean to be cruel But it sounds like the same kind of thing you did to me Back when I played the fool So, don't bother knockin' on my door 'Cause I wouldn't touch you with a ten foot pole You dug your grave now lay on back Shame about that
Well excuse me for my lack of sympathy I don't mean to be cruel But it sounds like the same kind of thing you did to me Back when I played the fool So, don't bother knockin' on my door 'Cause I wouldn't touch you with a ten foot pole You dug your grave now lay on back Shame about that
