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Linda Ronstadt
"The Tattler" lyrics

The Tattler

Whenever you find a man
That loves every woman he sees
There's always some kind of woman
That's putting him up a tree

Well, that kind of man he ain't got
As much sense as a mule
You know everyone don't love you
They're just playing you for a fool

Oh no
It's not hard for you to understand
True love can be
Such a sweet harmony
If you do the best
That you can

Now if you marry the wrong kind of woman
And you get where you can't agree
Well, you just as well
Forget your plan
Let that woman be

But a man ought to make a good husband
And quit trying to lead a fast life
Going about dressing up other women
Won't put clothes on his own wife

Oh no
It's not hard for you to understand
True love can be
Such a sweet harmony
If you do the best
That you can

Well, there's lots of good women
Want to marry
And they want to live well at home
But they're afraid they'll get hold
Of some rowdy man
Can't let other women alone

And there's lots of good men
Want to marry
And they want to live well at home
But every time they turn their back
There's a man there
Asking, "Darling, is he gone?"
Whoah-oh

Oh no
It's not hard for you to understand
True love can be
Such a sweet harmony
If you do the best
That you can

True love can be
Such a sweet harmony
If you do the best
That you can