Truth

Well my woman, she showed up

With your number on her hand

Well I thought that I might call you up

So we could deal with this man to man

You better tell me the truth son

Now they come here at the ballroom

Walking slow and acting strong

Well I said my friend I'll

Give you one last chance

To admit, that you done me wrong

You better tell me the truth son, yeah

You better tell me the truth son

Now they come here at the county

With his blood still on my fesh

Well the boys in blue they don't play no game

All the sheriff shed to me was it

You better tell me the truth, son, yeah, yeah

You better tell me the truth, son, yeah

Now they come here at the lockdown

For a crime I did commit

Well for my one call

I called the number on my girl's hand

To remind to not to forget

You should'a told me the truth, son, yeah

You should'a told me the truth, son

You should'a told me the truth, son

Oh, babe beat it outta you (Should'a told me the truth)

Baby beat it outta you (Should'a told me the truth)