To Be My Own

And I met Bonnie
She had a good life
She had a good man
He had a good tan

They danced all evening
And she would leave em
She makes it perfect
Which made me crazy

Wish you would have told me
Before our eyes locked
Before I twirled you
Around the floor
Before we drank from
The same whiskey bottle
Before I asked you
To be my only

She is a gypsy queen
She runs on kerosene
But she don't say what she means
Like I do

Cause I’m just a hill billy
Little too old fasion
Little too romantic
Singing worn out shoes

I wish you would have told me
Before our eyes met
Before you danced me
Around the floor
Before we drank from
The same whiskey bottle
Before I asked you
To be my only

[delightful instrumental]

Boat was rocking still
And we was a talking still
So we walked on down the hill
To where I stayed
She said we could just be friends
And then away she went
I ain't see her again
To this day