Richlands Women Blues (L.O.C. recording)

Gimme red lipstick and a bright purple rouge
A shingle bob haircut and a shot of good booze
Hurry down, sweet daddy, come blowin' your horn
If you come too late, sweet mama will be gone

Now, I'm rearing to go, got my red shoes on my feet
My mind is sittin' right for a Tin Lizzie seat
Hurry down, sweet daddy, come blowin' your horn
If you come too late, sweet mama will be gone

Stop at the fashion shop, get the one that looks best
Your own sweet mama, wants a brand-new dress
Hurry down, sweet daddy, come blowin' your horn
If you come too late, sweet mama will be gone

Dress skirt cut high, then they cut low
Don't think I'm a sport, keep on watchin' me go
Hurry down, sweet daddy, come blowin' your horn
If you come too late, sweet mama will be gone

The red rooster said, "Cockle doodle-do do do"
The Richlands woman said, "Any dude will do"
Hurry down, sweet daddy, come blowin' your horn
If you come too late, sweet mama will be gone

Every Sunday mornin', church watch me go
My wings are sprouted out, the preacher told me so
Hurry down, sweet daddy, come blowin' your horn
If you come too late, sweet mama will be gone

With rosy red garters, pink hose on her feet
Turkey red bloomer, with a rumble seat
Hurry down, sweet daddy, come blowin' your horn
If you come too late, sweet mama will be gone