You Can't Stop A Tattler, Pt. 2

Whenever you find a man that loves every woman he sees

There's always some kind of a woman, ah, putting him up a tree

Oh, that kind of a man, he ain't got as much sense as a mule

You know every woman don't love you

They're just a-playing you for a fool

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Well, if you marry the wrong kind of

A woman and get where you can't agree

You're just as well to get your hat and let that woman be

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Oh, men ought to make good husbands

And quit trying to live a fast life

Going about dressing up other women

And won't put clothes on his own wife

When people, men or either women

Won't attend the conference in church

You're just as well to turn them out

For their religion don't amount to much

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Whenever you get after them about coming to

Church, they already wants to live wrong

Then they will begin telling you that we can serve our God at home

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