PHOOEY ON YOU, LITTLE DARLIN'


Ken Curtis - 1968


Now, you can't be my darlin', 'cause you think you're smart
You tried out ev'ry trick you knew that'd break my heart
But I don't care or give a hoot about the things you do
If you think it bothers me, well I've got news for you

Phooey on you, little darlin' (Little darlin')
You can't make a monkey out o' me (No, no, no)
If you could you would do it, but the Good Lord beat you to it
So phooey on you, little darlin' (Little darlin')

Now our romance is over and I don't even care
I don't like the game of love 'cause you don't play it fair
Ev'ry time I telephoned, you was always gone
So don't come cryin' back to me 'cause I'm a-movin' on

Phooey on you, little darlin' (Little darlin')
I'll tell you one thing that you can do (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Throw your heart in the river, I'd ruther have liver
So phooey on you, little darlin' (Little darlin')

Now, run on back to Mama a-cryin' like a kid
Lie to her and talk about the awful things I did
Tell her that I broke your heart, that you was always true
If you think that I'll come back, well I still got news for you

Phooey on you, little darlin' (Little darlin')
I found me another gal, you see (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
She's got rosy jaws and red hair, and sqeezes like a she bear
So phooey on you, little darlin' (Little darlin')
Phooey on you, little darlin' 
Phooey!



(Transcribed by Mel Priddle - February 2016)