Karaoke Track: When God-Fearin' Women Get The Blues by Martina McBride (Monster Hits)

Lock up your husbands,
Lock up your sons

And lock up your

Whiskey cabinets,
Girls, lock Up your guns

Lock up the beauty shop,

A- no iellin&#39;
If they&#39;ve heard the news

A-call the boys downtown
At Neiman- Marcus,

Tell &#39;em lock up them
High- heeled shoes

When God- fea rin&#39; wo men

Get the blues

There ain&#39;t no slap-dab

A-fellin&#39;
What they&#39;re gonna do

Run a round yellin&#39;,

I got 0 Mustang,
It&#39;ll do 80,

You don&#39;t have to be

My be by

I&#39;ve stirred my last
Batch of gravy,

You don&#39;t have to be my

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Call a the deacons,

Call the Ladies&#39; Aid

Call 0 the altos,

Sopra nos, tenors,
Call every bass

We, call the preacher,
He&#39;s the only one

Can reach her, and
There ain&#39;t no time to lose

When God- fea rin&#39; wo men

Get the blues

There ain&#39;t no slap-dab

A-fellin&#39;
What they&#39;re gonna do

Run a round yellin&#39;,

I got 0 Mustang,
It&#39;ll do 80,

You don&#39;t have to be

My be by

I&#39;ve stirred my last
Batch of gravy,

You don&#39;t have to be my

30 by

(Instrumental Break)

When God-feorin&#39; women
Get the blues

There ain&#39;t no slap-dab

A-fellin&#39;
What they&#39;re gonna do

Run a round yellin&#39;,

I got 0 Mustang,
It&#39;ll do 80,

You don&#39;t have to be

My be by

I&#39;ve stirred my last
Batch of gravy,

You don&#39;t have to be my

30 by

Written By L. Sotcher.
Copyright Sony Music,

Cross Keys Publishing,
8e Soicher Music.