Lady love rides a big red Cadillac
  Buys the hoedown show salt and beans
  Goes to church to pray for Lucifer
  She milked the male population clean
    So ride in line shake yourself by the hand
  Live your life inside a paper can
  But you'll never get to pick and choose
  She's bought you and sold you
  There ain't no shoestrings on Louise
    Come on down, come on down from the ladder
  Henry get your head, get your head out of them clouds
  What she wants is to go kissing on a swine herd
  You might as well kiss the boss man's cow
    All those city women want to make us poor men
  And this land's got the worse for the worrying
  I got married at the early age of fourteen
  And I've been worrying about the way you'll be loving them