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Текст: Linda Ronstadt. The Only Mama That'll Walk The Line.

(Ivy J. Bryant / E. Ball)

Well everybody knows you been steppin' on my toes
And I'm gettin' pretty tired of it
I'm gonna hit you on the head with a pan of cornbread
If you had any sense you'd quit

Cause ever since I was a little bitty teeny girl
I said you were the only man in this whole world
So now you'd better do some thinkin' then you'll find
You got the only mama that'll walk the line

Well I'm a-workin' every day all you wanna do is play
I'm gettin' tired of staying home all night
Well I'm a-coming unglued from your funny little moods
Now honey baby that ain't right

Cause ever since I was a little bitty teeny girl
I said you were the only man in this whole world
So now you'd better do some thinkin' then you'll find
You got the only mama that'll walk the line

Well I'm a-packin' up my clothes
Nearly everybody knows that you're still just a-puttin' me on
And when I start a-walkin' gonna hear you start a-squawkin'
And a-beggin' me to come back home

Cause ever since I was a little bitty teeny girl
I said you were the only man in this whole world
So now you'd better do some thinkin' then you'll find
You got the only mama that'll walk the line
You got the only mama that'll walk the line
You got the only mama that'll walk the line