[bad word] sit down
An' give me your word
That I'll be a man someday an' I'll hurt
These troubles around me
This boy that I am
It's up here for thinkin'
And down there for dancin'
Not the other way around

Apples in the summertime
Peaches in the fall
I can't keep the girl I got
I can't keep none at all

Nobody knows how I can swing that sway
How I can creep from the narrow
To the broader way
But I'll do no more talkin'
I'm goin' to town
With my [bad word] love's breath upon my neck
And my hands on velvet ground