IN MY GIRLISH DAYS
Late hours at night, trying to play my hand
Through my window, out stepped a man
I didn't know no better
Oh boys In my girlish days
My mama cried, papa did, too
Oh, daughter, what a shame on you
I didn't know no better
Oh boys In my girlish days
I flagged a train, didn't have a dime
Trying to run away from that home of mine
I didn't know no better
Oh boys In my girlish days
I hit the highway, flagged me a truck
Nineteen and seventeen, lord the winter was rough
I didn't know no better
Oh boys In my girlish days
All of my playmates is not surprised,
I had to travel 'fore I got wise
I found out better
And I still got my girlish ways
- Lawler Ernest
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