I'm so happy about you, (I'm fed up, so get up and get out) I'm so happy now we're through, (I'm fed up, so get up and get out) I was so afraid, now you're gone away Sent you packing, look who's laughin' now I'm so happy that I feel this way I'm so happy

And the Bible from a woman who's standing on the stage In the land of a million songs You're always searching for a little something different to say You get told you're fitting in, you get told you don't belong You drink too much in a smokey little bar

You with your switchblade posse I'll get my guns from the south We'll take to the yard like a cock fight For kicks, who's struttin' now? Huff men don't take no nonsense He's here to rectify He's got his black belt buckle And the red mans fire in his eyes

You may be a natural woman I may be worthless without you I'll never decide to replace you Amen, the worst is behind us now (Woman, woman) (Woman, woman) Oh Last night I fell apart Who's that (Woman, woman)

But nothing compares to these blue and yellow purple hills I've been so many places, I've seen so many faces I've climbed the highest mountain once or twice but who's countin'? Dirty Dozen, eighty of us, Shady brothers, ladies love us That's why our baby

That's my house and that's my car There's the window to the room Where she lays her pretty head I planted that tree out by the fence Not long after we moved in That's my kids and that's my wife Who's that man, runnin' my life Turn left at the old hotel I

I'm so happy about you, (I'm fed up, so get up and get out) I'm so happy now we're through, (I'm fed up, so get up and get out) I was so afraid, now you're gone away Sent you packing, look who's laughin' now I'm so happy that I feel this way I'm so happy

Take it out on me And it's alright And now it's you who's floored by fear of it all Broad-shouldered beasts fill the sky Manhattan beats at the night But you are wrapped up in wire Curled up in fright So I took you to the city for the night To dance

Get away with your guns now Money money money Root of all evil Trendy Wendy's you know what I mean Hangin' around with girl who's rolling up her jeans She watches her street crack 'cause she's no dummy Through rocking the microphone and she's calling me

I'm the man I got news for you baby, you're looking at the man Who's the man? Who's the man? I'm the man, I'm the man Who's the man with the plan? I got gas in the tank I got money in the bank I got skin in the game I know the score like the back of my