Hank Thompson
"Pick Pocket" lyrics

Pick Pocket

Don't want your money
Or your gold chains
Don't want your cigarettes, baby
Or your fancy rings

But I should warn you
Right from the start
I'm an old pick pocket, girl
And I'm out to steal your heart

Don't need these keys
To your shiny car
That string of pearls you're wearing
Won't take me far

Keep your eyes on me, babe
Daylight to dark
I'm an old pick pocket, girl
And I'm out to steal your heart

I know how to pick them better
Than many man around
Believe me when I tell you
You're the best I've ever found

But it ain't your money
Or your gold chains
Don't want your cigarettes, baby
Or your fancy rings

But I should warn you
Right from the start
I'm an old pick pocket, girl
And I'm out to steal your heart

I know how to pick them better
Than many man around
Believe me when I tell you
You're the best I've ever found

I guess I'm guilty
If love's a crime
And I want you with me
When I do my time

When it comes to you, babe
I'm your razor sharp
I'm an old pick pocket, girl
And I'm out to steal your heart

I'm an old pick pocket, girl
And I'm out to steal your heart

Authors: Byron Hill, Mike Dekle