Why You So Mean?

Tell me baby—why you so mean?
Tell me mama—honey, why you so mean?
First met you darlin, you were sweet like an apple
from a tree… sweet like an apple from a tree
Took you from the country and bought you a wedding ring;
Took you from the country and I bought you a wedding ring;
You turned around and told your friends I didn’t give you
a God damned thing
It’s my own fault; it’s my own fault
Should’ve kept my eyes on you, instead I let you loose…
Too young and pretty to be alone in the city
Slick talkin' women puttin ideas in your head
Fast talkin' men wanna get you in the bed
Slick talkin' women puttin ideas in your head
Fast talkin' men wanna lay you in the bed
You a shy country girl, livin in this big ol' world (x2)
It’s my own damn fault… It’s my own damn fault…
I should have kept my eyes on you
This is what I’m gonna have to do
Send you right back to that one room country shack (x2)
I’ll send you right back to that one room country shack, where you come from
Gonna pawn that ring; gonna pack your bags (x2)
Send you right back to that one room country shack
Gonna send you back to that one room country shack (x2)
Gonna send you to the country—right where you come from
Send you back home—right where you belong
Send you to the door—ain't gonna have nothin to
do with you no more
Baby I’m through with you—I don’t care what you do.
I’m gonna send you right back
I’m gonna send you right back (x2)
To that one room country shack…