Yeah baby I got your letter I knew you're right I knew you wanna come home to me some cold and lonely night You say you'll be a good boy if I'll just hold you tight But I'm torn between one that kiss your lips and shootin' you dead on side So you better throw your hat in first when you come home Give me time to stump the floor and scream and curse Then if I don't throw without bout a count to ten Come on in and lave me baby but throw your hat in first [ steel - fiddle ] Yeah baby I've thought about you ten thousand times Cried for you till I was sure I'd lost my fever mind But love and hate are seperated by such a tender line It's hard to tell when you get home just what you're gonna find So you better throw your hat... Come on in and lave me baby but throw your hat in first