Tom T. Hall - The Six O’Clock News lyrics

She's been climbin' up in the world
I've been slidin' on down
Her life is like a French poodle
Mine's like an old fox hound
You wouldn't believe that I know her
It hurts me through and through

Here I am worried bout the weather forecast
And my baby's on the six o'clock news

She's been eatin' off silver and
I've been eatin' off tin
I bet her mink coat would just die
If I ever showed up again
If she saw me in her mansion well
They just give me the shoe

Here I am worried bout the weather forecast
And she's on the six o'clock news

She rides around in a limo and
I walk around in a trance
She's got a line of the white house
I got a hole in my pants
She drank champagne cocktails I
Drank brown bag booze

Here I am worried bout the weather forecast
And my baby's on the six o'clock news

Well they say that he went to Harvard
He'd likes to yacht and sail
The only thing I got in my background
Is the callouses on my tail
They say that she really loves him
I can't say that I do

Here I am worried bout the weather forecast
And she's on the six o'clock news

And that's the way it is on May 25 of 19