Three days of snow in a burnin' hell,
Bet you're wonderin' where I am,
Rang that number all night long,
Got no comfort on the telephone,
Went out and caught me a midnight flight,
Thought a little love would make it all alright,
But the landlord said you moved away and left me all of your bills to pay,
Look out baby I think you might have made your move too soon.

He left me with a Keno card, livin' in Vegas ain't too hard,
I ran it up to about 50 grand, counted it out and held it in my hand,
That kinda word will get around, and make a lost love come up found,
I hear ya knockin' baby at my door, but you don't live here no more,
Oh no, I think he made his move too soon.

Instrumental

I've been from Spain to Tokyo, from Africa to Ohio,
I never try to make the news, I'm just a man who sings those low down blues,
I'll take my lovin everywhere, I come back to know they still care,
One lover here, one love behind, one in my arms, one on my mind,
One thing baby never make a move too soon

Yeah baby, never make your move too soon,
Well you can count on this baby, we never make a move too soon
(Too soon)

Writer : N. HOOPER, W. JENNINGS
Copyright : Lyrics © NESBERT HOOPER, JR. D/B/A STATUS CYMBAL MUSIC , Universal Music Publishing Group