Faron Young Everybody S Got Problems Lyrics
Everybody's Got Problems by Faron Young
I ran into an old girl the other day
That married a guy I once knew
She told me he never comes home 'til it's late
And when he does his dollars are few
And I said Baby
Everybody's got problems and I'm no exception to the rule
Everybody's got problems
If you won't tell your problems to me
Then I won't tell my problems to you
A guy that works beside me down at the shop
Said his oldest boy laid out of school
He was loafing on the street got picked up the cops
And it just made him feel like a fool
And I said Buddy...
Everybody's got problems and I'm no exception to the rule
Everybody's got problems
If you won't tell your problems to me
Then I won't tell my problems to you
I saw Preacher Brown and he lamented to me
We haven't seen you in a month or so
Our Sunday School attendance is falling off bad
And our coughers are getting mighty low
And I said Preacher...
Everybody's got problems and I'm no exception to the rule
Everybody's got problems
If you won't tell your problems to me
Then I won't tell my problems to you
Baby every evening when the sun goes down
I'm walking and wringing my hands
You're putting me on as you're putting me down
And it's more than old Faron can stand
But everybody's got problems and I'm no exception to the rule
Everybody's got problems
And Baby my biggest problem is you
Yeah my biggest problem is you
That married a guy I once knew
She told me he never comes home 'til it's late
And when he does his dollars are few
And I said Baby
Everybody's got problems and I'm no exception to the rule
Everybody's got problems
If you won't tell your problems to me
Then I won't tell my problems to you
A guy that works beside me down at the shop
Said his oldest boy laid out of school
He was loafing on the street got picked up the cops
And it just made him feel like a fool
And I said Buddy...
Everybody's got problems and I'm no exception to the rule
Everybody's got problems
If you won't tell your problems to me
Then I won't tell my problems to you
I saw Preacher Brown and he lamented to me
We haven't seen you in a month or so
Our Sunday School attendance is falling off bad
And our coughers are getting mighty low
And I said Preacher...
Everybody's got problems and I'm no exception to the rule
Everybody's got problems
If you won't tell your problems to me
Then I won't tell my problems to you
Baby every evening when the sun goes down
I'm walking and wringing my hands
You're putting me on as you're putting me down
And it's more than old Faron can stand
But everybody's got problems and I'm no exception to the rule
Everybody's got problems
And Baby my biggest problem is you
Yeah my biggest problem is you