Cheatin' Woman

Roadside Gamblers

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    I saw her lyin’ at another man's arms
    While wearin’ my ring
    I felt my blood gettin’ on fire
    So I didn’t even stop to think, yeah

    But who turned out to be the idiot
    In that whole odd situation was me
    The young man was her distant brother
    I’d never had the pleasure to meet

    I smelled some scotch whisky on her breath
    When she arrived one night
    But she was visitin’ her granny
    At the nursin’ room, for my surprise

    At first I didn’t understand
    Why she’d come with that kind of lie
    If I knew old granny drank some whiskey
    I'd probably come by to say hi

    I'll take a closer look
    On the things that she had done
    My friends call me blind
    But I know she sings my songs
    The day she walked out midnight
    I probably should have gone
    But I'm sure it was the preacher man
    Callin’ on the telephone, that's right

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    I saw her dancing at the bar with some dude
    While wearin’ my hat
    After she told me she couldn't meet with me
    Due to her sick blue cat

    As I walked up to confront them
    Then I met the man that she calls Brad
    A distant dark haired cousin
    That I didn't even know she had

    She came home one night
    And her jacket smelled like cigarettes
    But everytime I smoke around her
    Good Lord, it drives her mad

    She starts complaining ‘bout the smell
    That's taking over her warm bed
    Not only that, that day her lipstick
    Was all the way down her neck, Lord

    I'll take a closer look
    On the things that she had done
    My friends call me blind
    But I know she sings my songs
    The day she walked out midnight
    I probably should have gone
    But I'm sure it was the preacher man
    Callin’ on the telephone, oh mama

    I see them fellers you say hi at the gym
    A-laughin' at me
    Pointin’ their roid-filled fingers
    Tryin’ to cover their lips, yeah

    I know they can’t resist
    I know they ain't tryna be mean
    I'm just the funniest lad
    This whole town has ever seen, yeah

    I'll take a closer look
    On the things that she had done
    My friends call me blind
    But I know she sings my songs
    The day she walked out midnight
    I probably should have gone
    But I'm sure it was the preacher man
    Callin’ on the telephone
    Sure it was the preacher man
    Callin’ on her telephone, yeah

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    Composition: Gabriel Pereira

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