Every Time I Itch I Wind Up Scratchin' You

Glen Campbell · Galveston [Capitol Nashville] [1968]

(Jeremy Slate - Glen Campbell)



You know my love my only wish is happiness for you

So I work real hard to strike it rich but everytime I do

I blow it all on some old witch I hardly ever knew

How come everytime I itch I wind up scratchin' you.



When everything's ain't going right I hurry home to you

You kiss my lips and you comfort me as only you can do

But the eagle flies on Friday night and my senses fly off too

How come everytime I itch I wind up scratchin' you.



I dream of coming home to you

A knight in shining armour

'Cause it seems to me that you rate much more

Than a broken down the busted farmer.



Everytime I get ahead I act like someone new

I waste the whole night talking big and spending money too

Then I sneak in bed beside you broke and blue

How come everytime I itch I wind up scratchin' you...