Lyrics:

2007
Writer(s): Merle Haggard

She's my run away mama
Always chasing other men
She's my run away mama
Always somewhere and gone again

If you see this kind of lady
Kind of tall and kind of slim
She's my runaway mama
Call the law and turn her in

She's got lots of pretty things
That a man cannot ignore
And she's standing out in a barroom
When she walks out on the floor

If you see this kind of woman
Thumbling a ride and showing skin
She's my runaway mama
Call the law and turn her in

If you see some woman flirting
And she's hurting a bunch of men
She's my runaway mama
Call the law and turn her in

If you see her somewhere dancing
On a table in a bar
Go and call the chief of police
And try to tell 'em where you are

She's my runaway mama
Always chasing other men
She's my runaway mama
Always somewhere and gone again

If you see this kind of lady
Kind of tall and kind of slim
She's my runaway mama
Call the law and turn her in