(Curley Putman - Chet Atkins)

The whole big town of Knoxville
Is your playground every night
It seems I'm just your everyday plaything
And honey, that ain't right.

But my kinda love turns strong and steady
Not off and on like a neon flash
But if you don't like my sweet kinda love then baby
Then go on out and pick up Sally trash.

She's been picked up many times
Then dropped like a hot potato
And she's been squeezed
And handled like an overripe tomato.

But she don't really love your lovin'
She just likes your cash
So if you don't want my sweet kinda love then baby
Then go on out and pick up Sally trash.

I kept the homefires burnin'
Just as long as I intend
It seems you're just a little bit tired
Of what you're gettin' in.

I'm not just gonna stand around
To wait for you to crash
If you don't like my sweet kinda love then baby
Then go on out and pick up Sally trash.

Now she's been picked up many times
Then dropped like a hot potato
And she's been squeezed
And handled like an overripe tomato...