Barrelhouse woman

My woman so lowdown : she barrelhouse all the time
She's low and squatty : but I love that girl of mine

When she gets up in the morning : she starts to drink her corn
Every time I think of that woman : I wished I had never been born

She struts around all day : she barrelhouses the whole night through
But when she loves me : I forget that I ever was blue

I wish that I could cure : her barrelhousing ways
And is I stay with her : I'll barrelhouse some day myself

Now I love my woman : swear that she won't act right
Gets her head full of whiskey : and wants to start a fight