The Chokin' Kind - Vern Gosdin

I only meant to love

You don’t you know it, babe

Why couldn’t you be contented with the love I gave

I gave you my heart

And now you want my mind

Your love scares me to death, boy

It’s the chokin' kind

You can kill a girl with poison or a gun or knife

But it hurts her more

To take her pride and run her life

Whatever it is you want

I surely hope you’ll find

But boy, your hat don’t fit my head

It’s the chokin' kind

When you fall in love again, boy

Take a tip from me

If you don’t like the peaches

Just walk on by the tree

Find what you want

And keep it treat it sweet and kind

But let it breathe

Don’t make your love the chokin' kind