Texty: George Jones. Everything Ain't Right.

I'm gonna build a private graveyard
On the outskirts of town
And if my baby don't get home tonight
I'm a gonna lower her down

'Cause it ain't right
Lord, no, everything ain't right

I saw her out just the other night
She was really on a spree
She was makin' love to some other guy
Right there in front of me

That ain't right
Uh-huh, no, everything ain't right

But I'm a gonna buy her pretty things
And try to change her mind
'Cause I gotta have her with me tonight
I need her lovin' all of the time

My heart ain't right
Lord, no, everything ain't right

I could build the highest bridges
Over waters deep and wide
To have her love back with me again
It would ease this pain inside

The world ain't right
Uh-huh, no, everything ain't right

And I find myself in darkness
You took away the light
And I know there's never been a fool
Like me, before tonight

That ain't right
Lord, no, everything ain't right

But I think I'll write my will out
And sign it before too long
You ain't a gonna spend my money, uh-huh
Not after this poor boy's gone

That wouldn't be right
Lord, no, everything ain't right