talkin’ misery

I feel like I'm walkin' Into the gallow Headin' for to meet my misery How come warm feelings Often turn to freezin' How come good girls turn to memory There's nothin' I was doin' When she came callin' Nothin' outta the ordinary Lifestyle of this lonely man Guitar strings cut from my pants Gallows don't know bout this yellow-headed, gin bottled blues Misery Miser-ee-hee-hee-hee Yodel-ay-hee-hee-hee Yodel-ay-hee, miser-ee, yodel-ay-hee I sought to change her mind about a prance of poltergeists Through the barred windows of my heart I threw down a key Baby and I we live together now But that homеless man she hangs around Keeps standin' in the way of my fantasy Misеr-ee-hee-hee-hee Yodel-ay-hee-hee Yodel-ay-hee, miser-ee, yodel-ay-hee Miser-ee-hee-hee-hee Yodel-ay-hee-hee Yodel-ay-hee, miser-ee, yodel-ay-hee Yodel-ay-hee, miser-ee, yodel-ay-hee Yodel-ay-hee, miser-ee, yodel-ay-hee Yodel-ay-hee, miser-ee, yodel-ay-hee