Lyrics Three Men - Kokomo Arnold, Alice Moore

Three Men

There ain’t but three men who really can spend my dough
There ain’t but three men who really can spend my dough
There’s the rent man, the grocery man
And the man that owns the clothing store
There’s only three men that can flag this train of mine
There’s only three men that can flag this train of mine
There’s the working man and the gambler
And the one that loves me all the time
There ain’t but three men that I really won’t treat wrong
There ain’t but three men that I really won’t treat wrong
That’s my father and my brother
And the one that lays on my arm
There ain’t but three men who can make a clown out of me
There ain’t but three men who can make a clown out of me
That’s my husband and my sweetheart
And my old-time used-to-be
There ain’t but three men who really can make me fall
There ain’t but three men who really can make me fall
That’s my best friend, my kid man
The one that’s kicking in my stall