My father told me, lying on his bed of death, "boy," he says, "woman she's gonna make it, don't fool your self 'cause she's got something to make a man lay that money, uh, right in her hand And the very thing that makes her rich will make you poor The

When I pick up on that smell Pick it up and run like hell Little woman save me some Better get up on your run So much more than Charlie's wakin' me To my core and Charlie's shakin' me And tell my story

Wasted away again in Margaritaville Searching for my lost shaker of salt Some people claim that there's a woman to blame Nibblin' on sponge cake Watchin' the sun bake All of those tourists covered in oil Strummin' my six-string On my front porch swing

Yeah bring me champagne when I'm thirsty. Bring me reefer when I want to get high. Well you know there should be no law on people that want to smoke a little dope. Well you know when I'm lonely Bring my woman set her right down here by my side. Well you

Yeah, I be goin' down in Florida Where the sun shines damn near every day And sit down on the sand and play Yeah, I think I'll go back to Gainesville That's the place I long to be Yeah, I'll take my woman out on the beach Just to see an old friend of

If you want my love, you better march to the beat woah Fight for my love, you better stand up for me woah I'm a one woman army Left, right, left, right, get it right, yeah oh If you want my love, well that's how it's gotta go woah ooh Only a soldier can

La-la-la, woman like me, like a woman like me Woman like me, like a woman like me I made a few mistakes, I regret it nightly I broke a couple hearts that I wear on my sleeve My momama always said, "Girl, you're trouble" and And now I wonder, could you

With your big eyes And your big lies I saw you creeping round the garden What are you hiding? I beg your pardon, Don't tell me nothing I used to think that I could trust you I was your woman You were my knight and

I like to live the love That i sing about in my song My song is a serious matter It reflects what i feel If i say i love you, i mean it `cause in my song Every line is for real Every man or woman Enjoys going home

I hate to see that evening sun go down Cause my baby, he's gone left this town Feelin' tomorrow like I feel today If I'm feelin' tomorrow like I feel today I'll pack my truck and make my give-a-way St. Louis woman with her diamond ring Pulls that man