Let's cry for this bad man Well, you treat me right baby, I'll treat you right That's the way it's supposed to be I put my faith down in my friend And he almost put an end to me I wrote a song for the bad man Well he walks so tall to be so small Never

Way over town That's good to me oh, yeah Well, I've got a woman Say I've got a woman I've got a woman She saves her lovin' early in the morning Just for me Don't you know she's alright She give me money When I'm in need

Shine on the one that's gone and left me blue I said blue moon of Kentucky, keep on a-shinin' Blue moon of Kentucky, keep on a-shinin' It was on one moonlit night, stars shinin' bright Whispered on high, love said goodbye Well, it was on one moonlit

And right out the other, It goes In One Ear, People talkin' shit but you know we'll never bother, They say that we ain't got the style, We ain't got the class, We ain't got the tunes that's goin to put us on the map And I'm a phony in disguise, Trying to

And right out the other, It goes In One Ear, People talkin' shit but you know we'll never bother, They say that we ain't got the style, We ain't got the class, We ain't got the tunes that's goin to put us on the map And I'm a phony in disguise, Trying to

Better leave her behind with the kids, they're alright The kids are alright I don't mind other guys dancing with my girl That's fine, I know them all pretty well But I know sometimes I must get out in the light Sometimes, I feel I gotta get away Bells

That's all right. What you call me? You didn't! You don't wear continental clothes, or Stetson hats. Well I tell you one dog-gone thing. It makes me feel good to know one thing. I know I'm a lover. Matter of opinion. That's all right, Mama was. Papa too.

What you call me? (tramp!) No you didn't! (you don't wear continental clothes, or Stetson hats) Well, I tell you one doggone thing It makes me feel good to know one thing, I know I am a lover (Matter of opinion) that's all right, mama was, papa too And

Baby that's right, baby that's right But as for right now where's the party at? We'll stay up all night waiting for the sun to shine, sun to shine Let your hair down, let's unwind Take your problems, leave them behind You got your troubles and I got mine

I've got my car and my ride and my wheels When I go to Vegas When I go to Vegas, that's right I've got my drugs and my stuff and my pills I've got my girls and my boys and my girls When I go to Vegas, well that's right When I go to Vegas, well alright