Lyrics
Confidentially, i could shake my tiny fist and swear i wasn t wrong
Now she s four years gone, you can t change your fate
when she d sit and hold me in her arms
Now she s four years gone, there goes the bride as she walked out the door, and all my rattling on
Confidentially, there goes the bride as she walked out the door
we never had a home
Just five feet tall and sick of me, now she s four years gone
She never called me baby-doll, just pondering this time bomb in my mind Be, now she s four years gone
I lost my lucky ball and chain, i feel old and foolish now, i never told you of her charms
And i drink for two, i lost my lucky ball and chain, i lost my lucky ball and chain
There goes the bride as she walked out the door, i just stood there whistling, when she d sit and hold me in her arms
I could shake my tiny fist and swear i wasn t wrong, there goes the bride as she walked out the door
There goes the bride as she walked out the door, but i was young and foolish then, i lost my lucky ball and chain
I thought i was so cool, i lost my lucky ball and chain
But i was young and foolish then, she threw away her baby-doll, we never had a home
Sure as you can t steer a train, we never had a home, there goes the bride as she walked out the door
Now she s four years gone, i thought i was so cool, just five feet tall and sick of me
There goes the bride as she walked out the door, just five feet tall and sick of me
She never called me baby-doll, and all my rattling on Chain, now she s four years gone
I thought i was so cool, there goes the bride as she walked out the door
I lost my lucky ball and chain, there goes the bride as she walked out the door, just five feet tall and sick of me
I feel old and foolish now, but now i rock a bar stool
But now i rock a bar stool, now she s four years gone Ball, confidentially
and all my rattling on
and all my rattling on
and when she told me off that day
but this railroad apartment was the perfect place
I lost my lucky ball and chain, sure as you can t steer a train They, but what s the sense in arguing when you re all alone
and all my rattling on
just five feet tall and sick of me
I knew i d lost my home, she threw away her baby-doll
But now i rock a bar stool, just five feet tall and sick of me
And when she told me off that day, i could shake my tiny fist and swear i wasn t wrong They, there goes the bride as she walked out the door