Richland Women Blues

歌詞

Gimme red lipstick and a bright purple rouge A shingle bob haircut and a shot of good booze Hurry down, sweet daddy, come blowin' your horn If you comin' too late, your mama will be gone Come along young man, everything settin' right My husband's goin' away till next Saturday night Hurry down, sweet daddy, come blowin' you horn If you comin' too late, your mama will be gone I'm raring to go, got red shoes on my feet My mind is sittin' right for a Tin Lizzie seat Hurry down, sweet daddy, come blowin' you horn If you come too late, sweet mama will be gone The red rooster say, "Cockle doodle do do" The Richards woman said, "Any dude will do" Hurry down, sweet daddy, come blowin' you horn If you come too late, your mama will be gone Every Sunday mornin', church people watch me go My wings sprouted out and the preacher told me so Hurry down, sweet daddy, come blowin' you horn If you comin' too late, your mama will be gone With rosy red garters, pink hose on my feet Turkey red bloomers, with a rumble seat Hurry down, sweet daddy, come blowin' you horn If you come too late, your mama will be gone Dress skirt cut high, then they cut low Don't think I'm a sport, keep on watchin' me go Hurry down, sweet daddy, come blowin' you horn If you comin' too late, your mama will be gone