Ghost Lee Waters - Good Woman Blues

Got me a woman, cooks and cleans, Keeps my coffee hot, knows what I mean. She’s too good for a man like me, I’m a wild old dog, and she’s a mystery. Got them good woman blues, can’t shake her care, She loves too hard, I can’t compare. Yeah, these good woman blues got me clean outta air. She checks my pockets, hides my keys, Says, “Baby, slow down, you’ll scrape your knees.” But when I hit that stage and the crowd starts to move, She’s right there swingin’ in her Sunday shoes. Got them good woman blues, Lord, I swear, She loves too deep, I can’t prepare. Yeah, these good woman blues got me breathin’ thin air. She don’t fight fair with that smile of hers, Turns my cussin’ into slurred sweet words. I try to be tough, but it don’t take long, One look from her, and I forget the song. Some men chase whiskey, some chase sin, But I just chase her ‘round again. She drives me crazy, but it’s alright, Ain’t no blues like lovin’ done right. Got them good woman blues, can’t shake her care, She loves too strong, I’m gaspin’ for air. Yeah, these good woman blues, They’re the best damn pain I’ll ever bear.