Woke up this mornin'
When chickens was crowin' for day
Felt on the right side of my pilla'
My man had gone away
By this pilla'
He left a note readin'
«I'm sorry, Jane, you got my goat
No time to marry, no time to settle down»
I’m a young woman and ain’t done runnin' 'round
I’m a young woman and ain’t done runnin' 'round
Some people call me a hobo
Some call me a bum
Nobody knows my name
Nobody knows what I’ve done
I’m as good as any woman
In your town
I ain’t no high yeller
I’m a deep killer of brown
I ain’t gonna marry
Ain’t gonna settle down
I’m gonna drink good moonshine
And rub these browns down
See that long lonesome road
Lawd, you know it’s gotta
And I’m a good woman
And I can get plenty men