Loretta Lynn - Barroom Habits lyrics

Well, the kids came out to play last Sunday morning And I came in from playing all night long I walked in and slammed the door And put my cigarette out on the floor And I told her a dirty joke and the fight was on. Well, you better quit bringing Those barroom habits home to mama Yeah, you better quit callin' me Rosie When you know that's not my name. When you come home it's like a bad dream I follow you round tryin' to keep the place clean You better quit bringing Those barroom habits home to mama. Last night I got high and I got lonesome And I remember just what I needed was waitin' at home I popped a top all over the wall And after that she wouldn't friendly at all. And I could tell by the look in her eye That I done something wrong. Well, you better quit bringing Those barroom habits home to mama Yeah, you better quit callin' me Rosie When you know that's not my name. Yeah. you better quit bringing Those barroom habits home to mama Yeah, you better quit callin' me Rosie When you know that's not my name...