Lyrics Taking a Chance on Love (The Swinging Guitar of Tal Farlow) - Tal Farlow

Taking a Chance on Love (The Swinging Guitar of Tal Farlow)

There’s a story I must tell about my rocky mountain Belle
She was everything to me my very life
We had smiles and we had tears
And for 27 years I had promised her someday she’d be my wife
With a ceremony plan I had bought a wedding band
And invited all the neighbors from the farms
But the day we were to wed, I was tired and stayed in bed
Now the whole darn mountain side is up in arms
Oh, they’re burning down the house I was brung up in
And they’re shouting come on out and take your bride
Oh, they’re burning down the house I was brung up in
But what a fool I’d be to go outside
Never thought my prairie queen would be causing such a scene
And the poor old sheriff can’t hold back the mob
I’ll admit we would have wed, but she went ahead and said
When we married she was gonna quit her
There’s her pappy at the gate with a loaded 38
And he’s shouting come on out before I shoot
Oh, I wonder if he knows I’ve got on his Sunday clothes
If he shoots at me goodbye to pappy’s suit
They brought along their lunch and I bet that whole darn bunch
Think they’re gonna sit around and starve me out
Here inside I’ve got a cow who’s a corking roast beef now
So you see they don’t know what it’s all about
To me it’s all a joke I can stand a lot of smoke
In the farmers band I used to play trombone
They’ve got me in a spot, and it’s getting mighty hot
But to me this burning shack is home sweet home