You’ve got in ace, just in case

Up your sleeve.

Well, who taught you how to play the game?

 

You better sleep with one eye open,

In case she leaves.

And you won’t ever feel the same.

 

You watch the time, count your dimes

Rattle your chains.

Who told you that’s how you get the girl?

 

Put something aside, in case it rains.

Look out, she’s gonna wreck your world.

 

Watch your back, cover your tracks

Don’t rock the boat.

I told you, you should’ve walked the line.

 

Now, it’s “Dear John,” that’s all she wrote

And you’ll be lonesome all the time.