I got a weedy head woman, dead low that night and day
I got a weedy head woman, dead low that night and day
Well, a woman like that always won't have her way
I give her my money to go out and throw away
I give her my money to go out and throw away
Well she stays out all night long drink up my whole week's pay
Now woman get drunk
Don't never have a sober mind
A woman get drunk
Don't never have a sober mind
She always broken hungry
Never got a lousy dime
I'm not worried worried
Till all my hair is grey
I done worried, worried, ooh, all my hair is gray
Well that woman goes out all night, stays out every day
Now I have to think mama, what I do not understand
Every Tuesday, mama, ooh, I do not understand
Why drunken woman always want a hard workin' man