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[ti:When God-Fearin' Women Get The Blues]
[ar:Martina Mcbride]
[al:Greatest Hits]
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[00:00.00]When God-Fearin' Women Get The Blues - Martina McBride
[00:09.13]Lock up your husbands
[00:12.39]Lock up your sons
[00:15.74]Lock up your whiskey cabinets
[00:18.58]Girls lock up your guns
[00:22.55]Lock up the beauty shop
[00:24.95]No telling if they've heard the news
[00:28.30]Call the boys downtown at Neiman Marcus
[00:32.13]Tell 'em lock up them high-heeled shoes
[00:35.16]When God Fearin' Women Get The Blues
[00:41.87]There ain't no slap dab atellin'
[00:44.53]What they're gonna do
[00:47.66]Run around yellin' "I gotta Mustang
[00:50.88]It'll do eighty
[00:52.64]You don't have to be my baby
[00:55.84]I've stirred my last batch of gravy
[00:59.12]You don't have to be my baby"
[01:15.04]Call all the deacons
[01:18.13]Call the ladies' aid
[01:21.78]Call all the altos sopranos tenors call every bass
[01:27.46]Well call all the Pentecostals
[01:30.18]And bring that anointing oil too
[01:34.23]Well call the preacher
[01:36.31]He's the only one can reach her
[01:38.02]And there ain't no time to lose
[01:41.08]When God Fearin' Women Get The Blues
[01:47.86]There ain't no slap dab atellin' what they're gonna do
[01:53.65]Run around yellin' "I gotta Mustang
[01:56.60]It'll do eighty
[01:58.41]You don't have to be my baby
[02:01.87]I've stirred my last batch of gravy
[02:05.13]You don't have to be my baby"
[02:28.08]She's on all our prayer lists
[02:32.32]She's on all our hearts
[02:36.73]As for the Easter cantata
[02:39.40]We don't know who'll sing her part
[02:53.41]When God Fearin' Women Get The Blues
[02:59.91]There ain't no slap dab atellin' what they're gonna do
[03:05.72]Run around yellin' "I gotta Mustang
[03:08.90]It'll do eighty
[03:10.89]You don't have to be my baby
[03:13.90]I've stirred my last batch of gravy
[03:17.20]You don't have to be my baby"

文本歌词


When God-Fearin' Women Get The Blues - Martina McBride
Lock up your husbands
Lock up your sons
Lock up your whiskey cabinets
Girls lock up your guns
Lock up the beauty shop
No telling if they've heard the news
Call the boys downtown at Neiman Marcus
Tell 'em lock up them high-heeled shoes
When God Fearin' Women Get The Blues
There ain't no slap dab atellin'
What they're gonna do
Run around yellin' "I gotta Mustang
It'll do eighty
You don't have to be my baby
I've stirred my last batch of gravy
You don't have to be my baby"
Call all the deacons
Call the ladies' aid
Call all the altos sopranos tenors call every bass
Well call all the Pentecostals
And bring that anointing oil too
Well call the preacher
He's the only one can reach her
And there ain't no time to lose
When God Fearin' Women Get The Blues
There ain't no slap dab atellin' what they're gonna do
Run around yellin' "I gotta Mustang
It'll do eighty
You don't have to be my baby
I've stirred my last batch of gravy
You don't have to be my baby"
She's on all our prayer lists
She's on all our hearts
As for the Easter cantata
We don't know who'll sing her part
When God Fearin' Women Get The Blues
There ain't no slap dab atellin' what they're gonna do
Run around yellin' "I gotta Mustang
It'll do eighty
You don't have to be my baby
I've stirred my last batch of gravy
You don't have to be my baby"

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