Get a Better One - Chris Smither

Lemme tell you '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

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 you '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

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

We’ll sit together in the evenin'

We’ll stick together

We’ll never think about leavin'