Little Gibson Girl – Jack Casey

She don’t say no when I reach out to hold her,
And she never acts up so I don’t have to scold her.
She’s ready to play whether I’m feeling gentle or rough,
And she’ll rock’n roll all night long and never get enough.

I tell her all my secrets and she don’t criticize.
Never turns her back to me or folds her arms or rolls her eyes.
She don’t get fits of jealousy and never ever tries to start a fight,
And she don’t fake a headache when I turn out the light.

So, I don’t care that you left me,
and my life’s been completely rearranged.
I don’t need your brand of loving,
always telling me how I gotta change.
I enjoy my independence,
I’m giving this single life a whirl,
As I lay here in the darkness
holding onto my little Gibson girl.

I laugh when I see the young girls all primped up for their night out on the town.
They’re dressed up in tight black leather but they’re dreaming ‘bout that big white wedding gown.
And I can hear them hollering the first time they don’t get their way,
But my little Gibson girl, she don’t have much to say.

So, I don’t care that you left me,
‘Cause I don’t want you around me anymore.
I never have felt freer
since that dark night when you walked out the door.
I can still hear the echo
of every insult that your hurled
As I lay here in the darkness
strummin’ on my little Gibson girl.
For she don’t say no when I reach out to hold her . . .