One suit, one suit was all I had One suit, one suit was all I had One suit, one suit was all I had And it was nothin' but an old gray, beat up plaid I had the best lookin' gal in town And she weighed about a hundred and eleven pounds But I felt so shamed when I called on her 'Cause I was ragged as a great big One suit, one suit was all I had One suit, hmmmm one suit was all I had One suit, one suit was all I had And it was nothin' but an old gray, beat up plaid Now the cups are frayed, the pants are shiny Got a rip in the seam that ain't exactly tiny Pleats in the front, belt in the back I got a great like a shape of a flower sack When my gal took me to her home And her mama put the pots and the skillets on But I ate one helpin' and that was all 'Cause if I gained a pound my suit would Eww, be too small I close my story with these few lines As I stand here a-diggin' those men's wear signs With my pockets empty as they can be Well you're in bad shape, buddy If you look like me