Lyrics Get a Better One - Chris Smither

Get a Better One

Lemme tell you 'bout Linda Lou
She had a big head
She slept with her hat on
She had a big butt too
She kept me whole with a big heart
She went away, I fell apart
I’m all alone, yeah, I’m on my own
Lemme tell ya 'bout Betty Jean
She had a filthy mind
She worked at the car wash
But she could not come clean
Long as I live I’m gonna love her to death
She said she’d be back, I don’t hold my breath
I’m all alone, yeah, I’m on my own
I don’t know why they get a look in their eye
And they leave me
They think I don’t know what’s goin' on
But believe me, I know they’re gone
Lemme tell you 'bout Billie Ray
She told me she needed a man
Money’s nothin'
But that’s all she’d say
I couldn’t get her to say I do
Now she’s gone, the money too
I’m all alone, yeah I’m on my own
I’m gonna get me a better one
One with one name
Who comes when I call her
We’ll have a lot of fun
Be glad to see me when I get home
Wag her tail when I bring her bones
I ain’t alone, never on my own
I don’t know why they get a look in their eye
And they leave me
They think I don’t know what’s goin' on
But believe me, I know they’re gone
We’ll sit together in the evenin'
We’ll stick together
We’ll never think about leavin'