Colt Ford, Sunny Ledfurd - Waffle House lyrics
[Colt Ford, Sunny Ledfurd - Waffle House lyrics]
See me and my ol' lady
We been fightin' a bunch
And I ain't quite for sure
But I got me a hunch
Now I know I been drinkin'
But I'm thinkin' kinda clear
This here's the truth and I
Ain't leavin' this booth
Until I tell everybody exactly what she done
I done called my boy Sunny
Told him bring my gun
I'm tryin' to figure out
Exactly what went wrong
I'm workin' daylight to dark to
Give her a nice home
I ain't never been the type
To ask for too much just a meal now and then
And sometimes a slow touch
Tell me what to do, man, what do you think?
I know the waitress and the cook and
They don't care if we drink
I'm just tryin' to make sense
Outta all this sh
Lord, I'm not a violent man
But the gun's in my hand
Should I stay or should I go
Or just let it be?
Lord, the cheatin' woman's gon' be
The death of me
Meet me at the Waffle House it's goin' down
Just found out my ol'
Lady's been messin' around
Meet me at the Waffle House
And bring me my gun
Need someone to talk to before I hurt someone
Man, my whole world is upside down
I guess I'm 'bout to be the
Laughin' stock of the town
I heard from my cousin it's a dozen or more
And I found the Sheriff's badge
On the bedroom floor
And ol' boy from church said he
Saw her with the preacher
Forty miles from here at a bar drinkin' beer
She told me that she was
Havin' lunch with her sister
I was home cleanin' up
Wishin' I didn't miss her
See, love will bring you home
But lies brought me here
Heard her and the town judge been
At it for a year
I reckon you can't make a whore a house wife
But, I damn sure tried even when she lied
Now I'm sittin' here
Starin' at this plate of grit's
Thinkin' about goin' to put a
Bullet in that chick
Maybe I should shoot everyone of them fellas
But come to think of it, son
I really ain't jealous matter fact
Let me thank y'all for makin' it clear
Hell, fix me a patty melt, son
And pour me a beer
Now I'm scattered, smothered, covered
And happy to be free
To hell with cheatin' women
Y'all heard it from me
Meet me at the Waffle House it's goin' down
Just found out my ol'
Lady's been messin' around
Meet me at the Waffle House
And bring me my gun
Need someone to talk to before I hurt someone
Meet me at the one off 28 (Next to 28)
My gun's in the closet under
My Bad Company tapes
And grab that moonshine sittin'
On the freezer it's gonna ease the pain the
Next time I see her
Meet me at the Waffle House it's goin' down
Just found out my ol'
Lady's been messin' around
Meet me at the Waffle House
And bring me my gun
Need someone to talk to before I hurt someone
We been fightin' a bunch
And I ain't quite for sure
But I got me a hunch
Now I know I been drinkin'
But I'm thinkin' kinda clear
This here's the truth and I
Ain't leavin' this booth
Until I tell everybody exactly what she done
I done called my boy Sunny
Told him bring my gun
I'm tryin' to figure out
Exactly what went wrong
I'm workin' daylight to dark to
Give her a nice home
I ain't never been the type
To ask for too much just a meal now and then
And sometimes a slow touch
Tell me what to do, man, what do you think?
I know the waitress and the cook and
They don't care if we drink
I'm just tryin' to make sense
Outta all this sh
Lord, I'm not a violent man
But the gun's in my hand
Should I stay or should I go
Or just let it be?
Lord, the cheatin' woman's gon' be
The death of me
Meet me at the Waffle House it's goin' down
Just found out my ol'
Lady's been messin' around
Meet me at the Waffle House
And bring me my gun
Need someone to talk to before I hurt someone
Man, my whole world is upside down
I guess I'm 'bout to be the
Laughin' stock of the town
I heard from my cousin it's a dozen or more
And I found the Sheriff's badge
On the bedroom floor
And ol' boy from church said he
Saw her with the preacher
Forty miles from here at a bar drinkin' beer
She told me that she was
Havin' lunch with her sister
I was home cleanin' up
Wishin' I didn't miss her
See, love will bring you home
But lies brought me here
Heard her and the town judge been
At it for a year
I reckon you can't make a whore a house wife
But, I damn sure tried even when she lied
Now I'm sittin' here
Starin' at this plate of grit's
Thinkin' about goin' to put a
Bullet in that chick
Maybe I should shoot everyone of them fellas
But come to think of it, son
I really ain't jealous matter fact
Let me thank y'all for makin' it clear
Hell, fix me a patty melt, son
And pour me a beer
Now I'm scattered, smothered, covered
And happy to be free
To hell with cheatin' women
Y'all heard it from me
Meet me at the Waffle House it's goin' down
Just found out my ol'
Lady's been messin' around
Meet me at the Waffle House
And bring me my gun
Need someone to talk to before I hurt someone
Meet me at the one off 28 (Next to 28)
My gun's in the closet under
My Bad Company tapes
And grab that moonshine sittin'
On the freezer it's gonna ease the pain the
Next time I see her
Meet me at the Waffle House it's goin' down
Just found out my ol'
Lady's been messin' around
Meet me at the Waffle House
And bring me my gun
Need someone to talk to before I hurt someone