Song Description

This is an old song that my grandmother, Grace Bridges, wrote. She didn't consider herself a singer, but I love her performance of this. It shows her personality. I wanted to share this song because I would like to think this is a bit of how the bar encounter went in "I Talk Tough" (minus the friends part). *This is a recording of a worn tape so quality is a bit low. But the story, talent, character remain in tact.

Lyrics

You and me girl
We've been friends
But that friendship
Is at an end
Right here
You're coming on to my man

I'm gonna say this
just one time
That man right there
Well, he is mine
So back off
And don't you ever try that again

You're prissing around
Showing whatcha got
And what you got honey
Aint a lot
But I can take it and I'll shove it
Where the sun ain't ever gonna shine

I'll rearrange your face
And your body too
There won't be much
When I get through
So back up girl
That man right there is mine

You're struttin' your stuff
For him to see
Lookin for trouble
And you found me
Now leave town
Run for the county line

Cause I can jerk your hat
Out of those roots
And stuff your butt
Down in your boots
And I can
And I will
Cause that man is mine

You're prissin' around
Showing whatcha got
And what you got honey
Ain't a lot
But I can take it and I'll shove it
Where the sun ain't ever gonna shine

I'll rearrange your face
And your body too
There won't be much
When I get through
So back up girl
That man right there is mine

So back up girl
That man right there is mine