The Chokin’ Kind

I only meant to love
You don't you know it, babe
Why couldn't you be contented with the love I gave
I gave you my heart
And now you want my mind
Your love scares me to death, boy
It's the chokin' kind

You can kill a girl with poison or a gun or knife
But it hurts her more
To take her pride and run her life
Whatever it is you want
I surely hope you'll find
But boy, your hat don't fit my head
It's the chokin' kind

When you fall in love again, boy
Take a tip from me
If you don't like the peaches
Just walk on by the tree
Find what you want
And keep it treat it sweet and kind
But let it breathe
Don't make your love the chokin' kind