I'M OUT
(Bernard)
THE SURF-RIDERS (NASCO 6008, 1958)

Well, me and my gal, we get along fine
Smoke cigarettes and drinkin' red wine
Go to a party, really have a ball
If I try to kiss her, she knocks me through the wall
Well, I'm out, Yes I'm out

Well, we went to a party one Saturday night
Lucy got mad, she started a fight
She picked up a bottle, swung it around
The bottle hit me and I hit the ground
And I'm out, Yes I'm out

Well, one night we were sittin' on a old hollow log
She couldn't hardly see me on account of the fog
I thought I'd sneak a kiss but she must have got wise
'Cause the hollow log hit me right between the eyes
I'm out, Yes I'm out

Well, if we get married, you know what I'll do
I'll hide the knifes and the rolling pin too
Burry the hatchet, throw away the gun
And we'll get together and have a little fun
And I'm out, Yes I'm out

Well, if we get married, you know what I'll do
I'll hide the knifes and the rolling pin too
Burry the hatchet, throw away the gun
And we'll get together and have a little fun
And I'm out, Yes I'm out
I'm out, but I'll be in