Lyrics Weary of the Same Old Stuff - Remastered - Bob Wills & His Texas Playboys

You got drunk last night
She ruined my feather bed
You drunk again
I'm gonna ruin your hair

I'm getting tired
Of the same thing all the time
Don't you think I get weary
Of the same stuff all the time?
Oh, now

You are the most triflin' woman
I ever have seen
And when I come home
You think you're a queen

I'm getting tired
Of that same thing all the time
Don't you think I get weary
Of your same stuff all the time? (Better change your way, honey)

Play it, Leon

I come home this morning
Walked in my hall
Found another mule
And that ain't all

I'm getting tired
Of the same thing all the time
Don't you think I get weary
Of the same stuff all the time?

Oh, play that fiddler, Jessie, play it now

I'm leaving you sweet mama
I'm going to the state
You can have yourself
I didn't want it anyway

I'm getting tired
Of the same stuff all the time (tell us about it, baby, tell us)
Don't you think I get weary
Of your same thing all the time? (Yeah)