If you'd come down off your steeple
And mix with common people
Lawdy lawdy lawdy, what a gal
I hope you ain’t forgotten
I met you pickin' cotton
Lawdy lawdy lawdy, what a gal
I guess you're old enough to wear most anything you choose
But you was raised in calico and pattern leather shoes
I can’t stand two time traders
Raised on beans and taters
Lawdy lawdy lawdy, what a gal
If you'd sell that silver fox hat
And throw away your peroxide
Lawdy lawdy lawdy, what a gal
You could be a little cutie
But you're so doggone snooty
Lawdy lawdy lawdy, what a gal
You keep your eyes wide open every time I'm kissing you
The reason why i know you do, I keep mine open too
Cos as sure as you're a livin'
You'll get just what you're givin’
Lawdy lawdy lawdy, what a gal
You’d better make your mind up to be just what you are
Don't try to hold that cigarette like some big movie star
Cos you ain’t had acting courses
And sealed D divorces
Lawdy lawdy lawdy, what a gal
Lawdy, What a Gal was written by Merle Travis & Cliffie Stone.
Merle Travis released Lawdy, What a Gal on Sun Jun 01 1947.