(Ry Cooder/Russ Titelman/Washington Phillips)
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Whenever you find a man that loves every woman he sees,
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There's always some kind of woman that's a-puttin' him up a tree.
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Now that kind of man, he ain't got as much sense as a mule.
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You know, everyone don't love you, they're just a-playin' you for a fool
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Mmmm, oh, no,
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It's not hard for you to understand.
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True love can be such a sweet harmony
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If you do the best that you can.
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If you marry the wrong kind of woman and you get where you can't agree,
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Well, you just as well could get your hat and let that woman be.
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But a man oughta make a good husband and quit tryin' to lead a fast life.
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Goin' about dressin' up other women won't put clothes on his own wife
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Well, there's lots of good women who wants to marry, and they want to live well at home.
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But they're 'fraid they'll might get hold of a rowdy man, can't let other women alone.
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And there's lots of good men wants to marry, and they wants to live well at home.
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But every time they turn their back, there's another man there askin', "Darlin', is he gone?"
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TATTLER
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Ry Cooder |