Well, every time that I come home
Nobody wants to let me be
It seems that all the friends I've got
Just got to come interrogate me
Well, I appreciate your feelings
And I don't want to pass you by
But I don't ask you 'bout your business
Don't ask me about mine, yeah

Well, it's true I love the money
And I love my brand new car
I like drinkin' the best of whiskey
And playing in a honky tonk bar
But when I come off the road
Well, I just got to have my time
'Cause I got to find a break in this action
Else I'm gonna lose my mind

So, don't ask me no questions
And I won't tell you no lies
So, don't ask me 'bout my business
And I won't tell you goodbye
That's right

Well, "What's your favorite color?"
And, "Do you dig the brothers?" Is drivin' me up a wall
And every time I think I can sleep
Some fool has got to call
Well, don't you think that when I come home
I just want a little peace of mind
If you want to talk about the business
Buddy, you're just wastin' time

So, don't ask me no questions
And I won't tell you no lies
So, don't ask me 'bout my business
And I won't tell you goodbye

Ah, said don't ask no stupid questions
And I won't send you away
If you want to talk fishin'
Well, I guess that'll be okay
Why is that?

Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): Gary Robert Rossington, Ronnie Van Zant