Seven Sore Bruises Songtext
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Well your mama caught me rockin′
In a place she thought was shockin'
It wasn′t for the sockin'
That she found around my neck
She wouldn't care a little
But she hit me like a skittle
I landed in the middle
Of a sea change bed

Seven sore bruises
Your mama′s big shoes did
For messin′ 'round with bruises
While your back was turned
Ravaged my poor legs
Savaged my forehead
I wish I was dead
You know I sure got burned


Well your mama caught me walkin′
With a blonde, I wasn't talkin′
I didn't hear her stalkin′
Up behind me on the street
Tried to make her laugh
But I knew she wouldn't have it
She threw me out in traffic
Well I knew that I was beat

Seven sore bruises
Your mama's big shoes did
For messin′ ′round with bruises
While your back was turned
Ravaged my poor legs
Savaged my forehead
I wish I was dead
You know I sure got burned

Well your mama caught me holdin'
Close a girl like me was sold as
I guess she thought my holdin′
These would all return again
She threw me 'cross her shoulder
And my head into a boulder
Well I′m even colder
Than a stone age man


Seven sore bruises
Your mama's big shoes did
For messin′ 'round with bruises
While your back was turned
Ravaged my poor legs
Savaged my forehead
I wish I was dead
You know I sure got burned

I wish I was dead
You know I sure got burned
I wish I was dead
You know I sure got burned