[D]Don't never put your hat on the bed, son. Never put your hat on the [A]bed 'Cause if your [D]hat's on the bed you might [G]wake up dead So don't you [A]never put your hat on the [D]bed But if you do be sure it's upside down, son. If you do be sure it's upside [A]down 'Cause [D]if there's any doubt it keeps the [G]luck from running out So if you [A]do be sure it's upside [D]down Never throw a match when it's dry, son. Never throw a match when it's [A]dry Don't you [D]never throw a match 'Cause the [G]grass might catch And [A]burn three counties when it's [D]dry Always keep an edge on your knife, son. always keep an edge on your [A]knife 'Cause a [D]good sharp edge is a [G]man's best hedge Against the [A]vague uncertainies of [D]life Yes a [D]good sharp edge is a [G]man's best hedge Against the [A]uncertain vagaries of [D]life But I [G]never could sharpen no [A]knife like the [D]one who give the ad[G]vice Yodel-[D]aye, yodel-[A]aye, yodel-[D]ooh

Well never sell the old .22, son. Never sell the old ^A.22 'Cause the ^Dold .22 shot a ^Ggofer or two So don'tcha ^Anever sell the old ^D.22

But aim it to the left, a little low, son. Aim it to the left a little ^Alow 'Cause the ^Dold iron sight fires ^Ghigh and to the right So ^Aaim it to the left, a little ^Dlow

And always tip the glass when you pour, son. Always tip the glass when you ^Apour 'Cause if you ^Ddon't tip the glass then the ^Gfoam, it comes fast And ^Aruns from the table to the ^Dfloor

Always keep an edge on your knife, son. always keep an edge on your ^Aknife 'Cause a ^Dgood sharp edge is a ^Gman's best hedge Against the ^Avague uncertainies of ^Dlife Yes a ^Dgood sharp edge is a ^Gman's best hedge Against the ^Auncertain vagaries of ^Dlife But I ^Gnever could sharpen no ^Aknife like the ^Done who give the ad^Gvice Yodel-^Daye, yodel-^Aaye, yodel-^Dooh

Well be sure to put your horse away dry, son. Be sure to put your horse away ^Adry 'Cause a ^Dhot, wet horse ain't ^Ghealthy of course So be ^Asure put your horse away ^Ddry

And be sure to thaw the bit when it's cold, son. Be sure to thaw the bit when it's ^Acold 'Cause if you ^Ddon't thaw the bit then your ^Gpony's tongue sticks To the ^Afrozen, metal bridle when it's ^Dcold

And never judge a man by his clothes, son. Never judge a man by his ^Aclothes You gotta ^Dlook through the dirt and, Lord, ^Gjudge him by his work So don'tcha ^Anever judge a man by his ^Dclothes

Corb Lund Band - Always keep an edge on your knife