Three days of snow in Birmingham
Thought you might wonder where I am?
Rang out your number, all night long
Ain't no comfort, telephoneRan out and caught you 'round midnight
Thought a little love would make things all rightLandlord said, "You moved away
Left me all your bills to pay"Look out, baby
Never make your move too soonLeft me without a credit card
This life in Vegas sure ain't hard
Ran it up to fifty grand
Cashed it in and in my handThat kind of word can get around
Make a lost love come up foundI hear you knocking at my door
You're not living here no moreLook out, baby
Never make your move too soon, heyI've been to Spain, Tokyo
Africa, Ohio
I never tried to make the news
I'm just a man who plays the bluesI take my lovin' everywhere
I come back, and still no careOne love ahead, one behind
One in my arms, one on my mindLook out, baby
Oh yeah, oh woman
Oh, never make your move too soon
Hey, ah-huh, yeah
Songwriters
NESBERT JR. HOOPER, WILL JENNINGSPublished by
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