Stay There, Till I Get There Songtext
von Lynn Anderson

The telephone′s ringin' and it′s three AM
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 every time 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 'til 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 ′til 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 ′til I get there
Please stay there 'til I get there