Текст песни The Chokin' Kind - Waylon Jennings

I only meant to love you
Don′t you know it babe
Why couldn't you be contented
With the love I gave

I′ve given you my heart
And now you want my mind
Your love scares me to death, girl
It's the chokin' kind.

You can kill a man with bullets,
Poison or a knife
But it hurts him more to take his pride
And run his life

Whatever it is you want girl
I hope you find
That hat won′t fit my head
′Cause it's the chokin′ kind.

When you fall in love again girl
Take a tip from me
If you don't like the peaches
Walk on by the tree

Find what you want and keep it
Treat it sweet and kind
Let it breathe don′t make your love
The chokin' kind.

Find what you want and keep it
Treat it sweet and kind
Let it breathe don′t make your love
The chokin' kind.