Testo Flinty Kind Of Woman Dar Williams
It's a small town life and I like itÃÂ
'Cause the bad don't get in your wayÃÂ
There's an angry God gonna strike itÃÂ
Yeah, that's what we pay him for, that's why we prayÃÂ
Well I guess the angry God he was a-fishingÃÂ
When Molly called me up with the newsÃÂ
Within the space of a weekÃÂ
Yeah, a pervert or a sex freakÃÂ
Let the kids take a peekÃÂ
That's more than a little cheekÃÂ
No pun intendedÃÂ
Ay-yi-yipee-yipee-yi-yi-ayÃÂ
Going east of Mississippi got a flinty kind of womanÃÂ
And you don't act smart and you don't touch my childrenÃÂ
If the young man wants to see the sun go downÃÂ
Well there was no time fooling with the triflesÃÂ
So there was no use in telling the menÃÂ
They would just go running for their riflesÃÂ
And then once you got him couldn't get him againÃÂ
So Peg got a bolt of fishing tackleÃÂ
And Marge got her gardening clipsÃÂ
And Sally LaBiche put her hound on a leashÃÂ
And the timer on the quiche, she's kind of nouveau richeÃÂ
But we like herÃÂ
Ay-yi-yipee-yipee-yi-yi-ayÃÂ
Going east of Mississippi got a flinty kind of womanÃÂ
And you don't act fresh and you don't touch my childrenÃÂ
If the young man wants to see the sun go downÃÂ
It was the kids who spotted him a runningÃÂ
As we drove through the harbor fogÃÂ
And that's when we got our engines gunningÃÂ
'Cause we knew he was headed for the cranberry bogÃÂ
We got our hip-high rubber boots strapped onÃÂ
And Molly got the big flashlights outÃÂ
And by the "Welcome to New England" signÃÂ
Got him with the fishing lineÃÂ
In the dark smell of brineÃÂ
Betty said "This one is mine."ÃÂ
She is ruthlessÃÂ
Ay-yi-yipee-yipee-yi-yi-ayÃÂ
Going east of Mississippi got a flinty kind of womanÃÂ
And you just say no and you don't touch my childrenÃÂ
If the young man wants to see the sun go downÃÂ
Well we didn't have to drag him and a-jail himÃÂ
'Cause you don't have to take it so farÃÂ
When your roots go back to Old SalemÃÂ
And you've got a local chapter of the DARÃÂ
Now I don't go tooting on my lobstersÃÂ
'Cause your pride doesn't go with your plaidÃÂ
But it's a victory won and it couldn't be doneÃÂ
By the hippy-dippy flaky-shaky fun-in-the-sunÃÂ
Braless wondersÃÂ
Ay-yi-yipee-yipee-yi-yi-ayÃÂ
Going east of Mississippi got a flinty kind of womanÃÂ
And you know your place and you don't touch my childrenÃÂ
If the young man wants to see the sun go downÃÂ
If the young man wants to see the sun go downÃÂ