Packin' Trunk

歌詞

This song was made about a man and a woman This man wanna marry the woman, she didn't want him But she married him anyhow for the money that he had And she thought she got every dollar he had, but she was mistaken But she got him pretty well bent, he's sittin' with his head hung down She walked by and she says, "Daddy, what's the matter with you?" He looked at her and here's what he said to her: I'm sittin' down here wonderin' would a matchbox hold my clothes I'm sittin' down here wonderin' would a matchbox hold my clothes I'm sittin' down here wonderin' would a matchbox hold my clothes She asks him, says, "Papa, says, what the matter with you?" I don't wanna be bothered with no suitcase on my road I don't wanna be bothered with no suitcase on my road I don't wanna be bothered with no suitcase on my road He said, "I'm goin' to see my friend and see what he was doin' when his wife packin' up her trunk" Ah, what would you do when your baby packin' up her trunk What would you do when your baby packin' up her trunk Now what would you do when your baby packin' up her trunk He looked at him and here's what he told him "Get you a half a gallon o' whiskey and get on you a big drunk Get you a half a gallon o' whiskey and get on you a big drunk Get you a half a gallon o' whiskey and get on you a big drunk" She said, "Daughters, go play the piano please for me a little piece" Little girls jumped down and commenced to playin' the piano