Get A Better One

Lemme tell ya '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. [Chorus] 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 ya '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. [Chorus] We'll sit together, in the evenin', We'll stick together, We'll never think about leavin' --- Get a Better One - Chris Smither