Now, don't sweep your dust under my rug
Don't hang your laundry on my line
Don't drag my name through your mud
'Cause things just might get dirty if you try
If the shoe don't fit, don't wear it
If it does, beware
Don't sweep your dust under my rug
I pay my debt the way I want to
And I feed my babies when they cry
What I am smoking don't concern you
You know I eat my mushrooms chicken fried
If the shoe don't fit, don't wear it
If it does, beware
Don't sweep your dust under my rug
Guitar
(Bob Wills)
I don't raid your beer fridge when I'm thirsty
I don't ring your doorbell after nine
I don't call your lover when I'm lonely
So don't you even let your big toe cross that line
Now if the shoe don't fit, don't wear it
If it does, beware
Don't sweep your dust under my rug
Don't sweep your dust under my rug
Better not to sweep your dust under my rug, mm
Don't sweep your dust under my rug, yeah
Don't sweep your dust under my rug
Better not sweep your dust under my rug
