Dust under My Rug

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