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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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