"Small Y'All" lyrics - KENNY CHESNEY

[Kenny Chesney:]
Honey, you think he's got an attitude
So you treat him just a little too rude
Buddy, you think she's a little too cold
So you act like a two-year old

[Kenny Chesney:]
Don't it make you feel low, Joe?
Don't it make you feel mean, Jean?
Don't it make you feel ashamed of yourself?
Don't it make you feel small, y'all?

[Kenny Chesney:]
Boy, you say somethin' bad about her brother
Girl, you say somethin' mean about his mother
Tempers flare and insults fly
And you're both wantin' to die

[Kenny Chesney:]
Don't you feel like a jerk, Kirk?
Don't you feel like a ninny, Ginny?
And don't it make you feel ashamed of yourself?
Don't it make you feel small, y'all?

[George Jones:]
Lady, you say you don't love him no more
And, mister, you kick down the bedroom door
She calls you names you never heard before
And now it's a full-scale war

[George Jones:]
Don't it make you feel a-crazy, Daisy?
Mentally ill, Bill?
Don't it make you feel ashamed of yourself?
Don't it make you feel small, y'all?
Yeah

[Kenny Chesney:]
Six o'clock, eight o'clock, nine o'clock, ten
The neighbors all know that you're at it again
[George Jones:]
And two little kids just a few feet away
Hear every word you say

[Both:]
Don't it make you feel bad, Dad?
Don't it make you feel wrong, Mom?
[Kenny Chesney:]
Don't it make you feel ashamed of yourself?
Don't it make you feel small, y'all?
[George Jones:]
Don't it make you feel ashamed of yourself?
Don't it make you feel small, y'all?
[Both:]
With a pickle in the middle
And a mustard on top