Lyrics:

You ain`t the kind of woman I wanted, but you`re the kind of woman I got.

Well, the very first thing in the morning is 'Get Up.'The last thing I hear every night is 'Shut Up.'
I found out my own cooking don`t tast too hot.
You ain`t the kind of woman I wanted, but you`re the kind of woman I got.

Well, when I`m around the house, you`re always a fussing.
Nothing pleases you and you start cussing.
I put up with you, and that`s a heck of a lot.
You ain`t the kind of woman I wanted, but you`re the kind of woman I got.

If I had any sense at all I`d go crazy,
But that would do you too much good so I`m not.
Your mamma and your daddy both told me you was lazy.
You aint` the kind of woman I wanted, but you`re the kind of woman I got.

(Banjo plays a verse)

If I had any sense at all I`d go crazy,
But that would do you too much good so I`m not.
Your mamma and your daddy both told me you was lazy.
You ain`t the kind of woman I wanted, but you`re the kind of woman I got.