Well in the early autumn wind
a lonely dove is flyin'
mournin' for his one true love
he can't be blamed for cryin'
he can't be blamed for cryin'

Well the rooster he got 20 gals
but he's happy as a lark...
well he wake em up in the mornin' time
put'em all to bed at dark
put'em all to bed at dark


-CHORUS-
Well if you been true
Well if you been true
you better look me in the eyes
'cause all I smell
is cheap perfume...and gin...and smoke...and lies


Well where were you last Saturday all dressed up so pretty?
with your blue-eyed ballroom boy
in Oklahoma City, in Oklahoma City

Well a spade is made for diggin' dirt and
an axe is made for choppin'
and darlin' my hearts as hard as nails they hammer
in a hardwood coffin, in a hardwood coffin

-CHORUS- 1x

Well way down in the bottom land
a big black crow is laughin'
no one dares to go down there
wonder what has happened, wonder what has happened

Well in the early autumn wind
a lonely dove is flyin'
mournin' for his one true love
he can't be blamed for cryin'
he can't be blamed for cryin'

-CHORUS- 2x