Yeah baby I got your letter I knew you're right   I knew you wanna come home to me some cold and lonely night   You say you'll be a good boy if I'll just hold you tight   But I'm torn between one that kiss your lips and shootin' you dead on side   So you better throw your hat in first when you come home   Give me time to stump the floor and scream and curse   Then if I don't throw without bout a count to ten   Come on in and lave me baby but throw your hat in first   [ steel - fiddle ]   Yeah baby I've thought about you ten thousand times   Cried for you till I was sure I'd lost my fever mind   But love and hate are seperated by such a tender line   It's hard to tell when you get home just what you're gonna find   So you better throw your hat...   Come on in and lave me baby but throw your hat in first