I Know Her Secret

I got a pretty little baby never likes to watch the evening TV
She takes a tenner from my wallet, saying that's all she will need
She says she's going visitating, but I'm home waiting past four
I got an eye wide open, got it set right by the door

I know her secret, like I know my left hand
Her long, tall story, isn't fooling this man
I know her secret, well who she think that I am?
If it's a fool she's wanting, she better find another man

Now there ain't a lot of places to be in a county this small
There's the Broken Spoke Saloon and the backroom down at Enos' Pool Hall
With just a little look, I see every little nook that she's been
There ain't nothing worse than her scrapping at the stain of her sin

I know her secret, like I know my left hand
Her long, tall story, isn't fooling this man
I know her secret, well who she think that I am?
If it's a fool she's wanting, she better find another man