Serious Doin’ Woman

You know I remember when I was a younger man used to travel by Greyhound bus. We used to call that ridin' the dog. Where you could go from one big city to the next. On your way, sometimes you stop in these little country cafes, where you could get a bite to eat, cup of coffee, do some personal business, and maybe, just maybe something else goin' on in there. Well, that's what this song is all about. We call this one "Serious Doin' Woman," and fellas, she was

Sitting in a diner in Georgia
Highway leading out of town
Having me a bowl of red beans and rice
And two beers just to wash it on down

It was a hot sultry day as I remember
The sun was relentless at best
She walked and upset the place
In a plain tight cotton dress

She's a Serious doin' woman
She's a Serious Doin' woman
She's a Serious doin' woman
Do me some serious good

She found a seat at the counter
I greeted her with a smile
She said I'll have what he has
That could last me for a good long while

She got me so darn nervous
I couldn't keep no beans on my fork
She said, "I don't know what I really want
I'm just waiting on a bus to New York."

You're a serious doin' woman
You're a serious doin' woman
You're a serious doin' woman
Look, do me some serious good

I said, "You look like you are lonely."
She said, "You look like you lonely too
Would you like to run together for a while
And leave this mess of blues?"

I said, you're a serious doin' woman
You're a Serious doin' woman
You're a Serious doin' woman
Look, do me some serious good

Yes Lord, you're a serious doin' woman
You're a serious doin' woman
You're a serious doin' woman
Look, do me some serious good

Mmm, well we got on that bus
I guess you might be wondering
What happened on that bus?
Well, that's for another song
Yeah, that's for another song