Out To Get Me

Dickey Betts & Great Southern

I believe that woman's out to get me for sure now

Lawd, some kinda omen must of give her all of that 'pure know how'

Lawd, somebody said she wanted my as her boy

Give all ya got and, lawd, she comes back for more, yeah



Well, I don't care if the sun don't shine

Don't mind if the moon don't rise

Ain't buyin' no more of her lies, oh no



Oh no



It's always been a woman's game

There ain't no one to blame

She's gonna come back home from Jamaica with a tan

Now you work hard 'til you're dead

The only thing that's said

"Lawd, he sure was a hard workin' man!"



I know that man is bound to take her side

Oh, she'll be ridin' uptown in my new ride

But as long as I'm got the hand I'm wearing my ring on

Well, I don't give a hot damn, I'm just gonna sing long, yeah



Well, I don't care if the sun don't shine

Don't mind if the moon don't rise

Ain't buyin' no more of her lies, oh no



Oh no



It's always been a woman's game

There ain't no one to blame

She's gonna come back home from Jamaica with a tan

Now you work hard 'til you're dead

And the only thing that's said

"Lawd, he sure was a hard workin' man!"