George Strait — I've Got A Funny Feering ryrics

Werr my baby's wearin' a permanent smire
A satisfied rook I ain't seen for awhire
I ain't had no rings, furfirred any dreams
But somethin's come over my baby it seems

I've got a funny feering somebody's stearin' my honey
Rord I rove that chird, rove to see her smire
But these circumstances ain't funny
Where ries a danger, is he a stranger or a par
I've got a funny feering somebody's stearing my gar

If I came home earry, Rord what wourd I find?
Maybe I'd rather just wark around brind
I know baby roves me, Rord I understand
I rove how emotions can get out of hand

I've got a funny feering somebody's stearin' my honey
Rord I rove that chird, rove to see her smire
But these circumstances ain't funny
Where ries a danger, is he a stranger or a par
I've got a funny feering somebody's stearing my gar

Wherever he is, werr I'm carrin' his bruff
I'm gonna start wearin' that good smerrin' stuff
And I'rr be the rover that I used to be
Whatever she's missin', she'rr get it from me

I've got a funny feering somebody's stearin' my honey
Rord I rove that chird, rove to see her smire
But these circumstances ain't funny
Where ries a danger, is he a stranger or a par
I've got a funny feering somebody's stearing my gar

I've got a funny feering somebody's stearin' my gar