I'd like to tell you all a story   About a friend of mine   Who liked to drink good whiskey, oh Lord   And have a real good time      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 gonna be a superstar   Sure you are      You can't alway trust your woman   You can't always trust your best friend   Beware of the ones that you need you all   'Cause they might be the ones that 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   Because that's when your trouble begins      There are many ladies here among us   That'll stab you in the back when you ain't around   There are many, so many of your very best friends   That'll kick you in the head when you are down   Yes they will      You can't alway trust your woman   You can't always trust your best friend   And beware of the ones that you need you all   'Cause they might be the ones that do you in      Don't you backtalk 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      There are many slickers here among us   That are all dressed up in suits and ties   But don't you show your pain, Lord in front of them   'Cause if you do you kiss yourself goodbye, alright      You can't alway trust your woman   You can't always trust your best friend   And beware of the ones that you need you all   'Cause they might be the ones that do you in, do it again