Stay There Til I Get There Songtext
von Lynn Anderson

The telephone′s ringin' and it′s three a.m. and I know just who's callin'
From the same old spot and you′re about half shot almost to the point of crawlin′
Why is it everytime we have a little fuss you take your wounded pride
And you head right straight for a bar and a bottle and try your best to crawl inside
Please stay there till I get there and we'll work it out together
We′ll take a little walk and have a little talk and you'll feel a whole lot better


Just when I wonder if you′re really worth the trouble that you put me through
Then you roll them baby blue eyes at me and jump like a kangaroo
Stay there till I get there...

Well I thought about leavin' you many times and I′ve even packed my bags a few
Then the telephone rings and I can't do a thing but run right straight to you
Baby stay there till I get there...
Please stay there till I get there...