Son of a Gun-Barbara Mandrell

Son of a Gun - Barbara Mandrell Written by：Toni Dae/Bobbi Odom/Billy Sherrill Before he finger ringed my hand He was but I wouldn't mail In his mouth kinda man His silver tongue tough mind Swayed me like you wouldn't believe And he is hereby the neck he's loving Made me feel like I've been bee stung He was a special kind of lying scoundrel That son of gun You know he promised me cuddling enough When I'm trying my cold feet warming But I was left by myself Ever not my frozen toes every morning And sweet man hanging just once in while I get it when the shades go down He ain't around just forget it I told him even in house the that Women needs some love and fun So do your homework you son of a gun Before he keeps on tying me down I was dancing darling up his whole damn town Manner means rhyme and dine And they treated me fine They're like whirlwind he moved in crumbling My fancy playhouse and just call my phone And I traded ounce gold gold for coal That son of a gun You know he promised me cuddling enough When I'm trying my cold feet warming But I was left by myself Ever not my frozen toes every morning And sweet man hanging just once in while I won't get it when the shades go down He ain't around just forget it I told him even in the house that Women needs some love and fun So do your homework you son of a gun I told him even in the house that Women needs some love and fun You son of a gun You son of a gun You son of a gun You son of a gun You son of a gun