歌词千寻
Gretchen
Wilson
-
Get
Outta
My
YardYou"re
waking
up
my
neighbors
crying,
screaming
out
my
nameI
guess
somebody
must"ve
let
the
dog
off
of
his
chainYou"re
telling
me
you
love
me
through
a
wild
turkey
slurNo
sir,
no
sirGet
outta
my
yardGet
outta
my
lifeGo
back
to
the
barGo
back
to
your
wife.You
shoulda
got
the
message
when
I
said
my
first
goodbyeIf
you
think
that
what
we
did
means
anything,
you
must
be
highSaid
you
wanted
to
get
married,
boy,
but
you
already
wereNo
sir,
no
sir.Get
outta
my
yardGet
outta
my
headGet
off"a
my
streetGo
back
to
your
bedForget
where
I
liveForget
what
we
didThis
ain"t
a
motelThis
ain"t
a
barGet
outta
my
yard.When
she
was
rocking
babies
where
did
she
think
that
you
wereThey"re
the
only
thing
that"s
keeping
me
from
telling
herYes
sir,
oh,
yes
sir.Get
outta
my
yar
