Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Pot Can't Call The Kettle Black, artist - Jerry Jeff Walker. Date of issue: 31.12.2000
Song language: English
Pot Can't Call The Kettle Black |
| Lace your shoes with country blues |
| Ramble down that dusty ole road |
| Take your money down in the town |
| Gonna get rich in the game |
| Come on home drunk at day break |
| You got no room to complain |
| Cause the pot can’t call the kettle black |
| Cause the train’s all runnin' on the same ole track |
| Can’t feel nothing but your life flyin' by |
| You got trouble on your hands, trouble on your mind |
| Grandpa had him a wanderin' eye |
| He must a passed it on down to me |
| None of the girls are pretty as Suzanne |
| But I like some that I see |
| Cause the pot can’t call the kettle black |
| Cause the train’s all runnin' on the same ole track |
| Can’t feel nothing but your life flyin' by |
| You got trouble on your hands, trouble on your mind |
| Bottom of the bottle sure makes you feel good |
| I’d like you better that way |
| So clap your hands and make up a song |
| I hear every word that you say |
| Cause the pot can’t call the kettle black |
| Cause the train’s all runnin' on the same ole track |
| Can’t feel nothing but your life flyin' by |
| You got trouble on your hands, trouble on your mind |
| What in the world can a poor boy do |
| But let his ole ramblin' roll |