[Verse 1]
I woulda took that trip with you, to Mexico
Did it ever dawn on you to ask
And I tried to run you down, I knew right where you'd go
But I've never seen my luck so bad
Yeah, my car broke down in the smallest town I'd ever driven through
And here I am, a Yankee, with a ponytail to boot
Stoned inside a motel, praying God lets me hang on
You should'a asked me, and I woulda gone
[Verse 2]
I mighta begged you, baby, don't leave me alone
Take me along, just for the ride
Or I might've understood if someone let mе know
But I never had one chancе to try
So now like a fool, I'm chasing you, and things look so dim
I started with conviction; then I worked on down to gin
Could I find some comfort, it's that fearsome kind of night
Take me woman, for a ride
[Chorus]
Stranded on the wrong edge of the border
On the sorry end of someone's last good time
But the good ol' boys, and the bar room noise
It starts to grow on you
I come in making faces, now I'm screaming, too
You might call that lovin', in a liberated way
She don't ask me, and I don't stay
She don't ask me, and I don't stay
She don't ask me, and I don't stay
You Should’a Asked was written by Bat McGrath.
You Should’a Asked was produced by Matthew McCauley & Fred Mollin.