From the album Twenty.

I'd like to tell y'all a story
About a friend of mine
Who liked to drink his whiskey
And have a real good time.

Well, his woman, you know, she left him
And stole that boy's brand new car
And ran out of town with a guitar-picker,
Said he's going to be a superstar.

You can't always trust your woman.
You can't always trust your best friend.
Beware of the ones that you need, y'all,
Cause they might be the ones to do you in.

Don't talk no stuff to no slicker.
Don't tell your feelings to your friend.
Don't tell your woman that you love her
Cause that's when your troubles begin.

How many ladies here among us
Will stab you in the back when you ain't around?
So many, so many of your very best friends
That will kick you in the head when you are down.
Yes, they will.

You can't always trust your woman.
You can't always trust your best friend.
Beware of the ones that you need, y'all,
Cause they might be the ones to do you in.

Don't you back-talk the police
Cause it's his job to put you in the jail.
They'll lock you up, boy, and throw away the key,
And your best friend won't even go your bail.

How many slickers here among us,
That are all dressed up in suits and ties?
But don't you do your thing, Lord, and run our business
You'll get yourself in a fight.
All right.

You can't always trust your woman.
You can't always trust your best friend.
Beware of the ones that you need, y'all,
Cause they might be the ones to do you in.
Do it again.

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