The Wife You Save May Be Your Own
Joe Gibson, Charlie Wiggs
Boy you're travelin' much to fast for safety
That crowd you're runnin' with is flyin' low
Battin' it down the highway to nowhere
And you don't have much farther to go
You better listen boy all that glistens boy
Isn't gold like the ring you left at home
You better slow down boy you're
Gettin' low down boy
Cause the wife you save may be your own
Boy those curves you're foolin'
Around are dangerous
Specially since you're drinkin' quiet a lot
They're the kind that lead you
Up the wrong road
And make a wreck of ev'rything you've got
You better cool it boy I ain't foolin' boy
You may lose the license that you got at home
You're gettin' low down boy you
Better slow down boy
Cause the wife you save may be your own
Yes the wife you save may be your own
