.I saw a burglar woman swaying in a rocking chair A dulcimer in her lap and a feather in her head Her breasts swayed freely with the rhythm of the rocking chairShe was a-singin' and a-strummin' and a-swayin' And her cheeks were red, I declared Hard to believe what my eyes showed me then The colors in her cheeks was just her natural skinShe wore no makeup to make her look that way She was a natural mama with the red cheeks What more can I say?Well, I finally realized there was hunger in my stare And in my mind I was swayin' with that woman in the rocking chair But the lady I was livin' with was standin' right by my side She saw me starin' and she saw my hunger and Lord, I made her cryThen with anger on her face and a hurt in her eyes She scratched me and she clawed me She screamed and she criedYeah, don't give me near all the lovin' that you should Yet you're ready to go and live with her You're just no damn goodWell, I guess she's probably right I guess I'm probably wrong I guess she's not too far away She hadn't been gone very long I guess we could get together and try one more time But I'm sure wonderlust would come again and we'd only wind up cryin'So now you've heard this story plain as the light of day It's hard to feel guilty for lovin' a lady That's all I've got to say Except a woman is the sweetest fruit God ever put on a vine Still I'd no more love just one kind of woman Than drink only one kind of wine*