You Ain’t Much Fun Songtext
von Toby Keith
You Ain’t Much Fun Songtext
I used to come home late and not a minute too soon
Barking like a dog, howling at the moon
You′d be mad as an ol' red hen
Up all night wonderin′ where I been
I'd fall down and say, "Come help me, honey"
You laughed out loud, I guess you thought it was funny
But I sobered up, and I got to thinkin'
"Girl, you ain′t much fun since I quit drinkin′"
Now, I'm paintin′ the house and I'm mendin′ the fence
I guess I gone out and lost all my good sense
Too much work is hard for your health
I could've died drinkin′, now I'm killing myself
And now feedin' the dog, sackin′ the trash
It′s, "Honey, do this, honey, do that"
I sobered up, and I got to thinkin'
"Girl, you ain′t much fun since I quit drinkin'"
Now, I′m fixin' the sink and I′m mowin' the grass
You made me a list and I'm bustin′ my wheel
All broke down, tail′s been draggin'
It′s a rough ol' life up here on the wagon
Now I′m feedin' the dog, sackin′ the trash
It's, "Honey, do this, honey, do that"
I sobered up, and I got to thinkin'
"Girl, you ain′t much fun since I quit drinkin′"
Yeah, I sobered up, and I got to thinkin'
"Girl, you ain′t much fun since I quit drinkin'"
Barking like a dog, howling at the moon
You′d be mad as an ol' red hen
Up all night wonderin′ where I been
I'd fall down and say, "Come help me, honey"
You laughed out loud, I guess you thought it was funny
But I sobered up, and I got to thinkin'
"Girl, you ain′t much fun since I quit drinkin′"
Now, I'm paintin′ the house and I'm mendin′ the fence
I guess I gone out and lost all my good sense
Too much work is hard for your health
I could've died drinkin′, now I'm killing myself
And now feedin' the dog, sackin′ the trash
It′s, "Honey, do this, honey, do that"
I sobered up, and I got to thinkin'
"Girl, you ain′t much fun since I quit drinkin'"
Now, I′m fixin' the sink and I′m mowin' the grass
You made me a list and I'm bustin′ my wheel
All broke down, tail′s been draggin'
It′s a rough ol' life up here on the wagon
Now I′m feedin' the dog, sackin′ the trash
It's, "Honey, do this, honey, do that"
I sobered up, and I got to thinkin'
"Girl, you ain′t much fun since I quit drinkin′"
Yeah, I sobered up, and I got to thinkin'
"Girl, you ain′t much fun since I quit drinkin'"
Writer(s): Toby Keith, Carl Reber Jr. Goff Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com