The Waylon Jennings Blues

A Molly Green had dreams of a white dress wedding E She's laying off the sauce just to make sure it fit D But when her car broke down outside the local bar E She took it as a sign and walked in that Cowgirl out there called Sid A Well the two got to talk and hit it off, next thing you know they're taking shots E And Sid says "Molly, you don't strike me as a lady" D Why don't we buy some land at your old man's, start raising cattle in Tennessee E And then all we'll need is Whiskey and gravy A Hey Hey E Fellas keep your ladies locked away D Don't let them listen to Waylon E Or say Yippee Ki Yay A C#m D* Oh no you better buy em new aprons, give em diamonds and pearls B7 E A But good lord, just a little mean cowgirl's alright A Now Molly Green's Team "Roping the steers with her eyes closed" E Skin and eyes with a buck knife D Like she'd been at it for years but I guess she had been dealing E With bullshit most of her life A But these girls walk the walk, castrate the stock, they even butcher their own hog E And they drink from the bottle cause they hate doing dishes D They ride Mustang mares, don't comb their hairs, got sweat and ketchup on the clothes they wear E And they still look better than all you sons of bitches A Hey Hey E Fellas keep your ladies locked away D Don't let them listen to Waylon E Or say Yippee Ki Yay A C#m D* Oh no you better buy em new aprons, give em diamonds and pearls B7 E A But good lord, just a little mean cowgirl's alright A E D E A A D Fellas, don't let your ladies learn how to be cowgirls E A Don't let em pick guitars or drive them old truck, make em stay home with the babies inside A E Don't let your little girls play Annie Oakley and Calamity Jane D E Cause the only thing worse than a woman with a gun is a woman with a gun and really good aim A C#m D* Oh no, better they be exotic dancers, whore around with the whole damn world but B7 E A Please god, anything but a cowgirl