Bob Wills › Lyrics › Milk Cow Blues

Well, I tried everything just to get along with you
And now I'm gonna tell you just what I'm gonna do
Well, I'm sick of all your cryin' when you should be leavin' me alone
If you don't believe me, you pack my bag, I'm gone

Won'tcha please? A don't that sun look good goin' down?
You almost lost your love girl when your ol' man ain't around

Won'tcha please? Don't that sun look good goin' down?
Won't you please? Don't that sun look good goin' down?
Well, you best believe that I love ya baby when your ol' man ain't around

New dance
Go

Won'tcha please? Don't that sun look good goin' down?
Won't you please? Don't that sun look good goin' down?
Well, you best believe that I love ya baby when your ol' man ain't around

And around, and around, and around, and around, around
And round, round, round, round, round, round