Petrella - Cart Before The Horse

It appears that passion
Has once again overrode my moral thread
Night caps not worn on heads
Ends up hanging from my four post bed
Who would have thought a little romance
Would have gone to my head
I guess the only thing to celebrate
Is the words my Mama said
She said
Don't put the cart before the horse
Try not to always jump the gun
Give mother nature a chance
For love to make a run
Be willing to put it to a test
From Mom and Dad be blessed
Remember it's a matter of the heart
Don't put the cart before the horse
You might assume after years of celebration
A change would come
Rebellion only last so long
Eventually sanity becomes the norm
Highest respect to my Mom
And her horse driven words
Let it be duly noted that I recall
Every single word
She said
Don't put the cart before the horse
Try not to always jump the gun
Give mother nature a chance
For love to make a run
Be willing to put it to a test
From Mom and Dad be blessed
Remember it's a matter of the heart
Don't put the cart before the horse
She said
Don't put the cart before the horse
Try not to always jump the gun
Remember it's a matter of the heart
Don't put the cart before the horse
Remember it's a matter of the heart
Don't put the cart before the horse

Written by:
David Scheffler, Petrella Pollefeyt

Publisher:
Lyrics © P. PHUNK MUSIC, O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave

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