So I'm working on a lil country tune about wrasslin.
When ya took on Ronnie Garvin
I was right there by yer side
And I watched as The Butcher
Took a fork to yer precious hide
But when they made you champ
And went to Memphis on your own
I was left heartbroken
Here in Parts Unknown
Chorus
You Broke my heart
with a spinning toe hold
ya broke my heart
when ya turned around
ya broke my heart
Way down in Texas
So I burned the sportarorium to the ground.
Locked a cage with Bruiser Brody
I thought for sure that you'd be dead
And your bouts with Buddy Rodgers
Put scars upon your head
Being trapped in the Texas cloverleaf
You rather die than quit
But if you mention Terry Funk again
I'm burning all your shit
Chorus
I was your quiet geisha
When we toured all through Japan
I even took a chop or two from Inoki's big right hand.
I knew that things were ending
And That my goose was cooked
When you told me "Workers only, and you just ain't been booked"
Chorus
You always said I'm more
than just a ring rat.
then I heard you tradin tales
With Jake the snake.
I knew it all had changed when ya said
It was Miss Lacy that you banged
So I paid a guy in Dallas to have you shanked
Chorus x2
