walkin' up with winkin' eyes  seen that tight-lipped grin  i could tell from a mile away  boy you weren't my kin  you best put a bridle on bridle on that tongue  save your breath for breathin' buddy  an' run - run  who's that feller next to me  with the big house grin  speakin' from the left hand  an' jumpin' out his skin  well, maybe he's my old man  the one with the wooden eyes  you'd think after all this time  he'd find a better place to hide  cuttin' up with battin' eyes  i seen that paint on smile  aw girl i could see you comin'  for a country mile  you bes' put a bridle on bridle on that tongue  save your breath for breathin' girl  i'm talkin' from black lungs