I saw a Berkley woman Sittin in her rockin chair A dulcimer in her lap A feather in her hair Her breasts swayed freely With the rhythm of the rockin chair She was asittin and asingin and aswayin Her cheeks were red I declare Twas hard to believe What my eyes showed me then The colour in her cheeks Was just her natural skin She 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 realised There was hunger in my stare In my mind I was swayin With the woman in the rockin chair But the lady I was livin with Was standin right by my side She saw my stare and she saw my hunger And Lord it made her cry So with anger on her face Yes and the hurt in her eyes She scratched me and she clawed me She screamed and she cried Oh you dont give me near All the lovin that you should Yet youre ready to go and lay with her Youre just no damn good? Well I guess shes probably right Oh I guess Im probably wrong I guess shes not too far away She hasnt been gone very long And I guess we could get together And try it one more time But I know that wanderlust would come again Shed only wind up acryin Well now youve heard my story Plain as the light of day Its hard to feel guilty for lovin the ladies Thats all I gotta say Cept a woman is the sweetest fruit That God ever put on the vine Id no more love just one kinda woman Than drink only one kinda wine
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