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Jerry Reed Miscellaneous She Got The Goldmine (1982) Well, I guess it was back in 63 when eating my cooking got the better of me So I asked this little girl I was going with to be my wife She said she would so I said I do but I’d have said I wouldn't, if I'd just knew How saying I do was gonna screw up all of my life Well, the first few years weren’t all that bad I’ll never forget the good times we had Cause I’m reminded every month when I send her the child support Well, it wasn’t too long till the lust all died, and I’ll admit I wasn’t too surprised When I come home and found my suitcase sitting out on the porch Well, I tried to get in; she’d changed the locks Then, I found a note taped on the mailbox that said, Goodbye, Turkey My attorney will be in touch So I decided, right then & there I was gonna do what’s right: give her, her fair share But, brother, I didn’t know her share was gonna be that much She got the gold mine. I got the shaft They split it right down the middle, and they give her the better half Well it all sounds sort of funny, but it hurts too much to laugh She got the gold mine I got the shaft Listen, you ain’t heard nothing yet, why they give her the color television set Then they give her the house, the kids, and both of the cars Then they started talking about child support, alimony, and the cost of the court Didn’t take long to figure out how far in the toilet I was I’m telling ya, they have made a mistake Cause it adds up to more than this cowboy makes Besides, everything I’ve had worth taken, they’ve already took While she’s living like a queen on alimony I’m working two shifts & eating bologna Asking myself, why didn’t you just learn how to cook? They give her the gold mine they give me the shaft They said they's splitting it all down the middle, and she got the better half Well, it all sounds mighty funny, but it hurts too much to laugh She got the gold mine. I got the shaft She got the gold mine. I got the shaft They split it right down the middle, and they give her the better half. Well, I guess it all sounds funny, but it hurts too much to laugh She got the gold mine. I got the shaft I got your shaft. Well, I don’t have to worry about toting a billfold, no more. I let my wife tote it; I’m gonna be carrying food stamps. You get it judge? |
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