Smokey On Your Front Door Songtext / Lyric

You got a Smokey on your front door

A Smokey on your back door, too

Lord-a-mercy, Buddy, I wouldn't wanna be in your shoes

I can hear you talkin', I can hear you singin' the blues

You got a Smokey on your front door

A Smokey on your back door, too






You got a woman on the East Coast

One on the coast out West

One wants a baby, one wants a brand new dress

No way around it, you're gonna spend some money, I guess

With a woman on the East Coast

One on the coast out West



Diesel is up, the freight is down

I believe they're jerkin' you boys around

Somebody oughta tell 'em if they don't know

Little wheels turnin' makes a big wheel roll



You got a Smokey on your front door

A Smokey on your back door, too

Lord-a-mercy, Buddy, I wouldn't wanna be in your shoes

I can hear you talkin', I can hear you singin' the blues

You got a Smokey on your front door

A Smokey on your back door, too