Small Y'all - H

Honey, you think he’s got an attitude

So you treat him just a little too rude

Buddy, you think she’s a little too cold

So you act like a two year old

Don’t it make you feel low, Joe?

Don’t it make you feel mean, Jean?

Don’t it make you feel ashamed of yourselves?

Don’t it make you feel small y’all?

Boy, you say somethin' bad about her brother

Girl, you say somethin' mean about his mother

Tempers flare and insults fly and you both just wantin' to die

Don’t you feel like a jerk, Kirk?

Don’t you feel like a ninny, Ginny?

Don’t it make you feel ashamed of yourselves?

Don’t it make you feel small y’all?

Now lady, you say you don’t love him no more

Mister, you kick down the bedroom door

She calls you names you never heard before

And now its a full scale war

Don’t it make you feel crazy, Daisy?

Mentally ill, Bill?

Don’t it make you feel ashamed of yourselves?

Don’t it make you feel small y’all?

Six o’clock, eight o’clock, nine o’clock, ten

The neighbors all know that you’re at it again

And two little kids just a few feet away

Hear every word you say

Don’t it make you feel bad, dad?

Don’t it make you feel wrong, mom?

Don’t it make you feel ashamed of yourselves?

Don’t it make you feel small y’all?

Don’t it make you feel ashamed of yourselves?

Don’t it make you feel small y’all?