Trifling Woman (Live)

[Chorus]
Oh, Lord, I've been, uh, workin'
Like a dog all day
Just to make another dollar
For you to throw away

[Verse 1]
You spend all my money
Go dress so fine
While I wear old clothes
And I don't have a dime

[Verse 2]
You won't bake my biscuits
You won't cook my beans
You wanna stand by the log road
So you can be seen

[Verse 3]
I'd be better off
Just to go on my way
And let you do what you want to
All the [?] day

[Verse 4]
I'd rather be, uh, hangin'
On an old grapevine
Then I don't have to spend my days
With you all the time

[Chorus]
Yeah, Lord, I've been, uh, workin'
Like a dog all day
Just to make another dollar
For you to throw away