Lyrics:

Well the blues come to Texas, lopin' like a mule
I say, the blues come to Texas lopin' like a mule
You take a high brown woman, man, she's hard to fool

You can't ever tell what a woman's got on her mind
Man, you can't tell what a woman's got on her mind
You might think she's crazy about you, she's leavin' you all the time

She ain't so good lookin', teeth don't shine like pearls
She ain't so good lookin' and her teeth don't shine like pearls
But that nice disposition carries that woman all through the world

I'm goin' to the river, carry my rocker chair
Goin' to the river, gonna carry my rocker chair
Gonna ask that gal from Crowell, how's the worried blues rest here?
Gonna ask that gal from Crowell, how's the worried blues rest here?

Lord, I think I heard my good gal callin' me
Hey, hey, my good gal callin' me
She doesn't call so loud but you hear her say Lemon so plain

I was raised in Texas, schooled in Tennessee
I was raised in Texas, was schooled in Tennessee
Said, woman, you can't make no fatmouth outa me

Sayin' a woman acts funny, quittin' you for another bald man
I say that a woman acts funny, quittin' you for another man
She don't wanna look at you straight but she's always raisin' sand