The Bald Headed End of the Broom Songtext
von June Carter Cash

Now love is a very funny thing
And it catches the young and the old
It′s just like a dish of boardinghouse hash
To many gal it's sold

I′ll make you feel like a fresh water eel
And cause your head to swell
For love is blind, you'll lose your mind
It'll empty your pockets as well

Gals, stay away from the fellows, I say
And give them plenty of room
For when you wed, they′ll beat you ′til you're dead
With the bald headed end of a broom


Now come young girls take my advice
Don′t be in a hurry to wed
You'll think you′re in cover 'til your honeymoon′s over
Then you'll wish that you were dead

With 2 little babies on your knees
And a husband with a plaster on his nose
You'll find that love don′t go so strong
If you have to wear secondhand clothes

Gals, stay away from the fellows, I say
And give them plenty of room
For when you wed, they′ll beat you 'til you′re dead
With the bald headed end of a broom

Gals, stay away from the fellows, I say
And give them plenty of room
For when you wed, they'll beat you ′til you're dead With the bald headed end of a broom