Crawlin’ Mood

Whiskey and jealousy
And you have history
Of accusin' me of sins, it just ain't fair
Well, you kick me out and call me names
And to keep the peace, I take the blame
This time, darlin', I don't really care

I dug myself a hole with what I said, said, said
'Fore I hold you in my arms, I'll have to beg, beg, beg

Crawlin' is the only way to make my way back to you
But, baby, I ain't in no crawlin' mood

Spare room, sittin' on a thread bare couch
I'm lookin' around the old dog house
Thinkin' to myself: This ain't so bad
I'ma count them all then I'll make 'em blue
This bluetick hound ain't mean as you
He likes my cookin' and my jokes and he never gets mad

I dug myself a hole with what I said, said, said
'Fore I hold you in my arms, I'll have to beg, beg, beg

Crawlin' is the only way to make my way back to you
But, baby, I ain't in no crawlin' mood

Had a couple of days now to reflect
How I miss your kisses and a nice warm bed
And I got it in my head to apologize
But somethin' don't seem right with me
'Bout showin' up on bended knee
With big ol' crocodile tears here in my eyes, yeah

I dug myself a hole with what I said, said, said
'Fore I hold you in my arms, I'll have to beg, beg, beg

Crawlin' is the only way to make my way back to you
But, baby, I ain't in no crawlin' mood
Yeah, tomorrow I'll wake up with a brand new attitude
But, right now, I just ain't in no crawlin' mood