Wives and Girlfriends Songtext
von Willie Nelson
Wives and Girlfriends Songtext
Well I love my wives and I love my girlfriends
They may never meet
May they never know each other
When they pass on the street
Well I might be a mormon or I might be a heathen or a gambler, I just don′t know
But I love my wives and I love my girlfriends
Turn 'em all out and let ′em all go
Wife number nine she sure was fine so was number seven
Oh, number six still makes me sick so does number eleven
Sweet Jolene from New Orleans showed up there with number five
And I got caught with my britches down
And I barely make it out alive
Well I love my wives and I love my girlfriends
They may never meet
May they never know each other W
When they pass on the street
Well I might be a mormon or I might be a heathen or a gambler
I just don't know
But I love my wives and I love my girlfriends
Turn 'em all out and let ′em all go
Wife number one was a whole lotta fun
And number two had her own deal
Wife number three blew out number four
And it was even more unreal
Sweet Ann-Mary from Tucson county
Had me thinkin′ about settlin' down
Betty Lou and her sister Sue came calling
When I hit their town
Well, I love my wives and I love my girlfriends
They may never meet
May they never know each other
When they pass on the street
Well, I might be a mormon or I might be a heathen or a gambler
I just don′t know
But I love my wives and I love my girlfriends
Turn 'em all out and let ′em all go
Well, I love my wives and I love my girlfriends
May they never meet
May they never know each other
When they pass on the street
Well, I might be a Mormon or I might be a heathen or a gambler
I just don't know
But I love my wives and I love my girlfriends
Turn ′em all out and let 'em all go.
They may never meet
May they never know each other
When they pass on the street
Well I might be a mormon or I might be a heathen or a gambler, I just don′t know
But I love my wives and I love my girlfriends
Turn 'em all out and let ′em all go
Wife number nine she sure was fine so was number seven
Oh, number six still makes me sick so does number eleven
Sweet Jolene from New Orleans showed up there with number five
And I got caught with my britches down
And I barely make it out alive
Well I love my wives and I love my girlfriends
They may never meet
May they never know each other W
When they pass on the street
Well I might be a mormon or I might be a heathen or a gambler
I just don't know
But I love my wives and I love my girlfriends
Turn 'em all out and let ′em all go
Wife number one was a whole lotta fun
And number two had her own deal
Wife number three blew out number four
And it was even more unreal
Sweet Ann-Mary from Tucson county
Had me thinkin′ about settlin' down
Betty Lou and her sister Sue came calling
When I hit their town
Well, I love my wives and I love my girlfriends
They may never meet
May they never know each other
When they pass on the street
Well, I might be a mormon or I might be a heathen or a gambler
I just don′t know
But I love my wives and I love my girlfriends
Turn 'em all out and let ′em all go
Well, I love my wives and I love my girlfriends
May they never meet
May they never know each other
When they pass on the street
Well, I might be a Mormon or I might be a heathen or a gambler
I just don't know
But I love my wives and I love my girlfriends
Turn ′em all out and let 'em all go.
Writer(s): Willie Nelson, Buddy Cannon Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com