Elvis Presley - Britches Lyrics
(words & music by wayne - edwards)Beware of a gal in britchesYo-di-o-di-oNever trust no gal in britchesNo-di-o-di-oIf you had a sense of this here horseYou would have known it by now of courseWho wears the britches is the bossThats a gal, thats a gal in britchesDont mess with a gal in britchesYo-di-o-di-oNo feminine gal wears britchesNo-di-o-di-oShell beg you to come to the country danceYou ride twenty miles for the big romanceShe shows up in her brothers pantsWhatd you expect from a girl in britchesYo-di-o-di-o-i-ay, its none of my misfortuneYo-di-o-di-o-di-ay, just thought youd like to knowDont marry no gal in britchesYo-di-o-di-oYoull never know which is whichsNo-di-o-di-oShell put a halter through your noseHave you cooking and washing clothesWhile she goes chasing them buffaloesBet your boots, thats a gal in britches.