Ball & Chain by Christa Briana

One, two, three!

He's living out of a suitcase
Day by day
Stays for a night or two
And he's on his way

I should've known not to fall
For a music man
He's married to his guitar
And a traveling band

A vagabond and just another rebel at heart
A fidelity to music that'll never depart
Is a ring and a vow just a dream in vain
When the melody has its own ball and chain

Well, I can't talk
'Cause we're the same, he and I
I ain't the only one
Who's ever been reduced to crying

How can I only put blame
On the music man?
I'm married to my guitar
And I wear no band

A vagabond and just another rebel at heart
A fidelity to music that'll never depart
Is a ring and a vow just a dream in vain
When the melody has its own ball and chain

I should've known not to fall
For a music man
He's married to his guitar
And a traveling band

How can I only put blame
On the music man?
I'm married to my guitar
And I wear no band

Two vagabonds and just a couple rebels at heart
A fidelity to music that'll never depart
Is a ring and a vow just a dream in vain
When the melody has its own ball and chain

The melody has its own
Its own ball and chain

One, two, three
Go!

The melody has its own, yeah its own
Its own ball and chain

• Folk
• acoustic
• acoustic pop
• alternative country
• alternative country rock
• alternative folk
• americana
• folk
• folk rock
• El Paso