Lawdy, What a Girl

If you'd come down off your steeple

And mix with common people

Lawdy, lawdy, lawdy, what a girl

Well, I hope you ain't forgotten

That I met you a pickin' cotton

Lawdy, lawdy, lawdy, what a girl

I guess you're old enough to wear about any old thing you choose

But you was raised in calico and pattern leather shoes

How I hate these two-time traders, who was raised on beans and taters

Lawdy, lawdy, lawdy, what a girl

If you'd only try to love me

Instead of fly above me

Lawdy, lawdy, lawdy, what a girl

You could be a little cutie

But you're so dumb gum snooty

Lawdy, lawdy, lawdy, what a girl

You'd better make your mind up to be just what you are

Don't try to hold that cigarette like some big movie star

'Cause you ain't had acting courses, and four or five divorces

Lawdy, lawdy, lawdy what a girl