Bobby Bare
"Till I Get On My Feet" lyrics

Till I Get On My Feet

She was quite a looker
She kept herself up well
She was crowding forty
But in the dark you couldn't tell

I sat down at her table
And had myself a pour
Then we slow danced by the jukebox
To a motel room next door

I whispered soft and sweet
What's the use in waiting
Love is wild and free
And night is quickly fading

She said it may be wild
But honey it ain't free
Would you lay twenty on me
Till I get on my feet

I whispered soft and sweet
What's the use in waiting
Love is wild and free
And night is quickly fading

She said it may be wild
But honey it ain't free
Would you lay twenty on me
Till I get on my feet

Well, she was quite a looker
She kept herself up well
She was crowding forty
But in the dark you couldn't tell