Marshall Chapman - Going To Hell And Get It Back текст песни

I gave my heart to the bad man
I’m going to hell and get it back
I gave my heart to the bad man
I’m going to hell and get it back
I don’t care what it may be like there
But you can bet your sweet behind that I’ll be back
I’m bringing it back
That man had me fooled
He had me eating from the palm of his hand
That man had me fooled
He had me eating from the palm of his hand
Every time I think about it I get sick and now I doubt
If I will ever eat another thing again
I’m gonna bite that hand
You know I wouldn’t be telling y’all this
If I thought there wasn’t something to be learned
You know I wouldn’t be talking 'bout this
If I thought there wasn’t something to be learned
Its okay to give your heart away
As long as you get something in return
You better not get burned