Faron Young – Letras de Too Big To Fight

Lobo Loggins and Johnny McCollum

Would you look at what walked through the door
I’ve never seen her face before
Wait right here son while I go talk to her
Well ol’ buddy you can do the waitin’
I’ll strike up a conversation
She’d rather talk to me hoss than to you

Why don’t we just flip this dime
Heads she’s yours tails she’s mine
Well ok Ray now that sounds fair to me
That big ol’ boy he’s movin’ in
I wonder who he thinks he is
Which one of us is gonna talk to him

He can’t be more than six foot three
Go get him sheriff I’ll save your seat
Well Ray that job is yours ‘coz he ain’t my type
What do ya say let’s just forget it
Have a drink and both admit it
That good ol’ boy he looks too big to fight

Put that dime back in your jeans
Yeah we’ll try our luck again next week
I doubt if she’d look that good in daylight
But you know I don’t care to know
Let’s get ourselves out the door
That good ol’ boy he looks to big to fight
That good ol’ boy he looks too big to fight