How Come You're Being So Good to Me Songtext
von John Hartford

You scratch my back and wash my socks
You answer the door when the preacher knocks
You scrub the floor and fill my belly
With peanut butter and apple jelly

You change the kids at half past three
How come you′re being so good to me?
How come you come each time I call
When I get hung up in the hall?

How come you come each time I yell
Down inside my lazy spell?
How come you come each time I scream?
How come you are being so good to me?

Every timе the roof caves in
Like a toothpastе ad you sit and grin
And if you're mad it sure don′t show
When I announce I gotta go


You fill my pipe before I leave
How come you are being so good to me?
How come you come each time I groan?
And carry me home when I get stoned?

How come you move when I say go?
How come you hop when I say toad?
How come you cook when I say eat?
How come you a being so good to me?

You cut the wood and slop the hogs
And dig post holes and feed the dogs
Patch up holes in your cotton sack
Drive the truck to town and back

While I decorate your window with my be rusty feet
How come you a being so good to me?
How come you come each time I call
When I get hung up in the hall?

How come you come each time I yell
From down inside my lazy spell?
How come you come each time I scream?
How come you a being so good to me?