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