Jealous Man

(Hoyt Axton) Hustler talkin' on the telephone You better leave my woman alone I'm a jealous man, I'd dir for love If you don't want to meet me in the allet tonight Too late for talkin', I'm ready to fight Leave her alone, hang up the phone. You got the knife, I got the gun Come on boy we're gonna have a little fun I'm a crazy man, I'd die for love I don't care what you've been told My old lady ain't your's to hold Do you understand, I'm a jealous man? Two old maids sittin' in the sun Talkin' 'bout the lovin' that they never have done But they still had fun just talkin' 'bout love So hustler talkin' on the telephone You better leave my woman alone I'm a jealous man, I'd die for love. She's my fiddle and I'm her beau We make music wherever we go That's for me, sweet harmony Do you understand, I'm a jealous man?...