Pretty Little One (live)

verse 1 Saw a girl at a picture show Walked right up and said “Hello You seem to be a girl in need I’m a guy who’s built for speed You and me could have some fun You pretty little one” Took her riding around the town Ain’t no woman ever shut me down “Have you ever seen a truck like this How about a little kiss You pretty little one” | — — — — || — — — — | | — — — — || — — — — | Pretty little one Pretty little one verse 2 Took her out about a month or so She's my gal I told her so She resisted for a bit Baby that’s the way of it You pretty little one Couple of times she tried to leave I told her “that don’t work for me” Her daddy tried to intervene Folks, I’m just a mean machine I can handle dumb old Pops What’s he done but shovel rocks I said, “Baby, that’s enough” I might have got a little rough On my pretty little one” | — — — — || — — — — | | — — — — || — — — — | Pretty little one Pretty little one verse 3 Then she called me late one night Said, “It’s over - let’s not fight” I said, “Sure but one more talk Maybe just a little walk Round the block - a nice goodbye You’re so lovely honey pie” I went over, picked her up Got her in my pickup truck Drivin’ slow around the town Then I put the pedal down Took her out a gravel road Stopped the truck where no one goes This is where the job gets done On my pretty little one” | — — — — || — — — — | | — — — — || — — — — | Chorus Pretty little one Pretty little one verse 4 Blackest night that I had seen In the darkness I felt mean From my boot I pulled a knife Said “I’m gonna take your life” I was calm as I could get So I lit a cigarette In the flicker I could see She had a pistol trained on me That pretty little one I said, “Mister I’m no fool My daddy raised me country cool Think my daddy knows enough Of guys like you who think you’re tough He read you as easy as ABC That’s when he gave this gun to me And ever since your truck arrived My hand’s been on this forty-five VERSE 5 I went at her with my knife She pulled that trigger, shot me twice In the heart and in the head Took half a breath, slumped over dead She pumped another for good luck Right between my butter cups That pretty little one | — — — — || — — — — | | — — — — || — — — — | Pretty little one Pretty little one VERSE 6 In the grave, I’m dead and gone The little gal, she wrote this song She came over in due course Sang to me without remorse Then she whispered to the ground I’ll let you have another round My name is Lucy Allencot You should know that I was not Your pretty little one