Dust Under My Rug

Now, don't sweep your dust under my rug

Don't hang your laundry on my line

Don't drag my name through your mud

'Cause things just might get dirty if you try

If the shoe don't fit, don't wear it

If it does, beware

Don't sweep your dust under my rug

I pay my debt the way I want to

And I feed my babies when they cry

What I am smoking don't concern you

You know I eat my mushrooms chicken fried

If the shoe don't fit, don't wear it

If it does, beware

Don't sweep your dust under my rug

Guitar

(Bob Wills)

I don't raid your beer fridge when I'm thirsty

I don't ring your doorbell after nine

I don't call your lover when I'm lonely

So don't you even let your big toe cross that line

Now if the shoe don't fit, don't wear it

If it does, beware

Don't sweep your dust under my rug

Don't sweep your dust under my rug

Better not to sweep your dust under my rug, mm

Don't sweep your dust under my rug, yeah

Don't sweep your dust under my rug

Better not sweep your dust under my rug