Richland Woman Blues

Gimme red lipstick and a bright purple rouge
 A shingle bob haircut and a shot of good boo'
 Hurry down, sweet daddy, come blowin' your horn
 If you come too late, sweet mama will be gone
 Come along young man, everything settin' right
 My husband's goin' away till next Saturday night
 Hurry down, sweet daddy, come blowin' you horn
 If you come too late, sweet mama will be gone
 Now, I'm raring to go, got red shoes on my feet
 My mind is sittin' right for a Tin Lizzie seat
 Hurry down, sweet daddy, come blowin' you horn
 If you come too late, sweet mama will be gone
 The red rooster said, "Cockle doodle do do"
 The Richards woman said, "Any dude will do"
 Hurry down, sweet daddy, come blowin' you horn
 If you come too late, sweet mama will be gone
 With rosy red garters, pink hose on my feet
 Turkey red bloomer, with a rumble seat
 Hurry down, sweet daddy, come blowin' you horn
 If you come too late, sweet mama will be gone
 Every Sunday mornin', church people watch me go
 My wings sprouted out and the preacher told me so
 Hurry down, sweet daddy, come blowin' you 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' you horn
 If you come too late, sweet mama will be gone