Cold Feet — текст песни (thompson richard)

I know you`re the wayward kind
The way you always drag behind
Show me a horse and I`ll feed it hay
Show me the cart and I`ll throw it away
Prettiest face I`ve ever seen
It looked like something in a magazine
To a blind man it`s plain to see
That I need you and you need me
I`ve got cold feet, it`s a-crazy chasin`
Things get serious, time is a-wastin`
I cross my fingers but they don`t seem to meet
There`s no need to tell me that I`ve got cold feet, ah ha ha
Took me home to tell your dad
That you were the best girl I`ve ever had
I stayed for dinner, I couldn`t refuse
I spilt the tea and I ?ate? the news
Ah, you must think you`re really neat
Got me tied down to my seat
I can`t move, it`s hard to think
Cramp in my eyes and I can`t blink
Well, I`ve got cold feet, it`s a-crazy chasin`
Things get serious, time is a-wastin`
I cross my fingers but they don`t seem to meet
There`s no need to tell me that I`ve got cold feet, ah ha ha
Ah ha ha ha