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You ain't the kind of woman I wanted
But you're the kind of woman I got
The very first thing in the morning is get up
The last thing I hear every night is shut up
I've found out my own cooking don't taste too hot
You ain't the kind of woman I wanted
But you're the kind of woman I got
When I'm around the house you're always a fussing
Nothing pleases you and you start cussing
I put up with you and that's a heck of a lot
You ain't the kind of woman I wanted
But you're the kind of woman I got
If I had any sense at all I'd go crazy
But that would do you too much good so I'm not
Your mama and your daddy both told me you was lazy
You ain't the kind of woman I wanted
But you're the kind of woman I got
[ banjo ]
If I had any sense at all...