Betty Lou

Flock together
Never give the devil a ride
He always wants to drive
Eye for an eye
Tooth for a tooth
Cruel old Betty Lou
Oh Betty Lou
What has got into you
Black as the ace of spades
Virgin white yesterday
Bights the hand that feeds her
Put you through the ringer
She pulled the trigger of the gun
The bullet she shot weighed a ton
Fire at will
Aim to kill
White as a sheet
Dry as a bone
No cash in hand
No place to make a home
She’s a dime a dozen
Cold day in hell
Isn’t she swell
Shaking hands
Shady deals
Sitting with the suit and ties
She’s moving up in the world
Liquor and cigarettes
The things that she knows best
She pulled the trigger of the gun
The bullet she shot weighed a ton
Fire at will
Aim to kill
I’ve known her a time or two
I’ve known her a time or two
I’ve known her a time or two
Down by the water lies the body of my
Cruel old Betty Lou
I pulled the trigger of my gun
The bullet I shot weighed a ton
What to do
When my love is through