Waters Ethel - Throw Dirt In Your Face lyrics

Waters Ethel Miscellaneous Throw Dirt In Your Face There's a gal in town named Liza Jones And every now and then She says her daily occupation Is stealin' other women's men! I ain't no bobbed-haired bandit I'm just a good gal from the South And if she fools with my man She might as well stick her head in the lion's mouth! 'Cause what it takes to black her eyes Sweet mama's got it! What it takes to make her bid this world good-bye I've got that, too! If I ever catch her arms around my man's neck As sure as there's a sun Next time she goes to buy new gloves She'll only have to buy just one! I don't believe in that old two-time stuff I'm a one-time mama myself So she better leave my sweet man alone While she's enjoyin' good health! 'Cause the undertaker man and me Has found a found a beautiful place To park the body of the gal that steals my man And throw sand in her face! Why, I'll lend you my coat, I'll lend you my hat I'll lend you my dough no matter where I'm at Why, I'll lend you 'most anything I can But please don't ask me for my man! If you take my man from me Prepare yourself for a long journey 'Cause no druggist ever kept a pill That will cure you any quicker than I will! So, please don't mess 'round with my man If you do, all I've got to say They'll know exactly where to find you at On every Decoration Day!