New Minglewood Blues
~N. Lewis
I was born in the desert
Raised in a lion's den
I was born in the desert
Raised in a lion's den
Oh, my number one occupation
Is fooling around with all the men
Well, I'm a wanted girl in Texas,
Busted jail and I'm gone for good.
Said, I'm a wanted girl in Texas,
Busted jail and I'm gone for good.
Well, the sheriff couldn't catch me,
But his little boy sure wish she could.
Well now the doctor call me crazy,
Some says I am, some says I ain't,
Well now the doctor call me crazy,
Some says I am, some says I ain't,
Preacher man call me sinner
But his little boy calls me saint.
Well a couple shots of whiskey
Men `round here start looking good,
I said a couple shots of whiskey
Men `round here start looking good,
A couple more shots of whiskey,
I'm going down to Minglewood.
I was born in the desert
Raised in a lion's den
I was born in the desert
Raised in a lion's den
Yes and my number one occupation
Is fooling around with all the men
And I'll do it, do it again
I said my number one occupation
Is fooling around with all the men |
