Paroles: Jessi Colter. You Can Pick 'Em.

You took the wrong road, baby
I tried to tell you all along
You took the wrong road, baby
I tried to tell you all along
We've hit the dead end, baby
Now, there's no road at all

You can pick 'em, baby
You can pick 'em, baby
You can pick 'em, baby
But you know it's against the law

There was the one from Memphis
There was that one from West LA
But the one from New Orleans
She tried to put you in your grave

There was the one from Texas
Lord, she made you squirm
But the one from Arizona
Left you no soul at all


You can pick 'em, baby
You can pick 'em, baby
You can pick 'em, baby
But you know it's against the law

There's a rope hangin', baby
I'd like to slide you down
There's a rope hangin', baby
I'd like to slide you down
(I'd like to slide you down, baby)
Let's have a party, baby
Let's see who comes around