by The More You Talk
Performed by Bale Harrison & The Texas Field Hands
The More You Talk: Music and Lyrics by Alan Nafzger
Verse 1
Well, you started off real sweet, just a whisper in the breeze,
Talkin’ ‘bout your mama’s recipe for mac n cheese.
But then you hit the gas, like a truck down a hill,
And honey, your mouth don’t have no off switch still.
I tried to nod along, act like I cared,
But now I’m pickin’ up speed, feelin’ real scared!
Chorus
The more you talk, the faster I walk,
You’re yappin’ like a rooster ’round the clock.
I’m headin’ for the hills, you keep flappin’ your jaws,
Girl, I’d run across Texas just to get some pause!
The more you talk, the faster I walk,
Like a freight train rollin’, I ain’t gonna stop.
Your stories never end, I’m pickin’ up the pace,
Girl, you keep on talkin’, I’ll be outta this place.
Verse 2
You were tellin’ me ‘bout your best friend’s cousin’s cat,
And somehow we ended up on where you buy your hats.
Lord knows I like ya, but I just can’t lie,
When you’re chattin’ nonstop, I feel like I might die.
Why don’t you talk ’bout somethin’ important, like crops or milkin’ cows?
I’d listen if you mentioned plows!
Chorus
The more you talk, the faster I walk,
You’re yappin’ like a rooster ’round the clock.
I’m headin’ for the hills, you keep flappin’ your jaws,
Girl, I’d run across Texas just to get some pause!
The more you talk, the faster I walk,
Like a freight train rollin’, I ain’t gonna stop.
Your stories never end, I’m pickin’ up the pace,
Girl, you keep on talkin’, I’ll be outta this place.
Bridge
Now, I ain’t sayin’ you ain’t smart or sweet,
But girl, your words got me on two left feet.
So I’ll keep runnin’ while you keep spinnin’ your tale,
‘Cause if I slow down, I swear I’ll derail!
Chorus
The more you talk, the faster I walk,
You’re yappin’ like a rooster ’round the clock.
I’m headin’ for the hills, you keep flappin’ your jaws,
Girl, I’d run across Texas just to get some pause!
The more you talk, the faster I walk,
Like a freight train rollin’, I ain’t gonna stop.
Your stories never end, I’m pickin’ up the pace,
Girl, you keep on talkin’, I’ll be outta this place.
Outro
So if you see me runnin’, don’t ask me why,
It’s just that you’re talkin’ ‘til pigs learn to fly.
Girl, you’re a hurricane of words, and I’m out the door,
You talk any more, I’ll be a mile from here!
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The More You Talk, The Faster I Walk
Alan Nafzger (1988)
Your voice was soft, like a summer breeze,
Started out sweet, talkin’ mac and cheese.
But then it rose like a storm in the sky,
And now I’m walkin’, honey, don’t ask why.
You’ve got a gift, a tongue that won’t quit,
But the more you talk, the less I sit.
I’m headin’ for the hills, can’t stick around,
Your words are like wheels, they just spin me down.
You chat about hats, about cats and friends,
But darlin’, your stories, they never end.
I’d run through Texas, cross fields and streams,
Just to find a moment of quiet in between.
The more you talk, the faster I stride,
Like a freight train rollin’, no place to hide.
Your words, they’re flyin’, I can’t catch a breath,
I’m out the door, honey, before I face my death.
Now, I ain’t sayin’ you’re not smart or sweet,
But your chatter’s got me movin’ my feet.
I’m sprintin’ faster with every tale,
Tryin’ to escape before my legs fail.
So if you see me runnin’, don’t you cry,
It’s not you, darlin’, but your talk’s runnin’ high.
I love you still, but I need some air,
Your hurricane of words is more than I can bear.
So keep on talkin’, as I walk away,
I’ll catch up later… maybe someday.
But for now, my dear, I’m miles ahead,
The more you talk, the more I fled.
Girl, you’re a force, a mighty gale,
But right now, your stories are off the rail.
So as I’m walkin’, don’t feel dismayed,
It’s just your words that made me stray!
