Tattler — текст песни (Ry Cooder)

(Ry Cooder/Russ Titelman/Washington Phillips)

Whenever you find a man that loves every woman he sees,
There`s always some kind of woman that`s a-puttin` him up a tree.
Now that kind of man, he ain`t got as much sense as a mule.
You know, everyone don`t love you, they`re just a-playin` you for a fool

Mmmm, oh, no,
It`s not hard for you to understand.
True love can be such a sweet harmony
If you do the best that you can.

If you marry the wrong kind of woman and you get where you can`t agree,
Well, you just as well could get your hat and let that woman be.
But a man oughta make a good husband and quit tryin` to lead a fast life.
Goin` about dressin` up other women won`t put clothes on his own wife

Well, there`s lots of good women who wants to marry, and they
want to live well at home.
But they`re `fraid they`ll might get hold of a rowdy man, can`t
let other women alone.
And there`s lots of good men wants to marry, and they wants to
live well at home.
But every time they turn their back, there`s another man there
askin`, Darlin`, is he gone?