Dust Under My Rug

Now, don't sweep your dust under my rug
 Don't hang your laundry on my line
 Don't drag my name through your mud
 'Cause things just might get dirty if you try
 If the shoe don't fit, don't wear it
 If it does, beware
 Don't sweep your dust under my rug
 I pay my debt the way I want to
 And I feed my babies when they cry
 What I am smoking don't concern you
 You know I eat my mushrooms chicken fried
 If the shoe don't fit, don't wear it
 If it does, beware
 Don't sweep your dust under my rug
 Guitar
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 (Bob Wills)
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 I don't raid your beer fridge when I'm thirsty
 I don't ring your doorbell after nine
 I don't call your lover when I'm lonely
 So don't you even let your big toe cross that line
 Now if the shoe don't fit, don't wear it
 If it does, beware
 Don't sweep your dust under my rug
 Don't sweep your dust under my rug
 Better not to sweep your dust under my rug, mm
 Don't sweep your dust under my rug, yeah
 Don't sweep your dust under my rug
 Better not sweep your dust under my rug