Blue Britches

Last night in an alcohol light

I walked away

I felt, there was something not right

But couldn't say

You say, it aint anything

Small talk runs thin

But he'd stand naked for you

In an arctic wind

Tell me I'm a clown to ever think you'd get around in other parts

All those men left blue down in there britches left with stitches in there hearts

I watched her do it to him

I watched dad break

How quick a big thing can end from a little mistake

Tell me I'm a clown to ever think you'd get around in other parts

All those men left blue down in there britches left with stitches in there hearts.

Sometimes it's hard to tell

But how it all might spill

Pay phone the county jail

Tell me