Blue Britches

Last night in an alcohol light
I walked away
I felt, there was something not right
But couldn't say

You say, it ain't anything
Small talk runs thin
But he'd stand naked for you
In an arctic wind

Tell me I'm a clown to ever think you'd get around in other parts
All those men left blue down in there britches left with stitches in there hearts

I watched her do it to him
I watched dad break
How quick a big thing can end from a little mistake

Tell me I'm a clown to ever think you'd get around in other parts
All those men left blue down in there britches left with stitches in there hearts

Sometimes it's hard to tell
But how it all might spill
Pay phone the county jail
Tell me