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Loretta Lynn


Background information
Birth name Loretta Webb
Born April 14, 1932
Origin Butcher Hollow, Kentucky, USA
Genre(s) Gospel
Honky tonk
Country
Years active 1960—present
Label(s) Columbia Records
Interscope Records
Associated acts Dolly Parton
Ernest Tubb
Conway Twitty
Tammy Wynette
Jack White
Crystal Gayle
Peggy Sue
The Lynns
Website Website



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Loretta Lynn Album



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Yeah, I love him like he wants me to and I know how
And it's my duty to know his moods when he gets moody
Yeah, I give him what he needs and that's why I'm his right now
Yes, I know I love him right 'cause I know how. Yeah, I know how.

Yes, I know how to hold him when he needs holdin'
And I know how to kiss him when he needs kissin'
I understand his every wish and his every wish is mine
Yes, he knows I love to love him and I know how.
Yeah I know how.

--- Instrumental ---

Yes I know how to hold him when he needs holdin'
And I know how to kiss him when he needs kissin'
I understand his every wish and his every wish is mine
Yes, he knows I love to love him and I know how.
Yeah I know how.

You better believe I know how...

. . .


(Loretta Lynn)

We used to plan and talk of what we'd do but
Now you let the bottle talk for you
But I still love the man you used to be
Oh, what's the bottle done to my baby?

What's the bottle done to my baby?
I've watched your mind go with that beer and whiskey flow
It's awful, oh it's awful what a change
What's the bottle done to my baby?

--- Instrumental ---

Back before the bottle took command
I'd tell the world I loved its biggest man
But you've not gone too proud right out of me
Oh, what's the bottle done to my baby?

What's the bottle done to my baby?
I've watched your mind go with that beer and whiskey flow
It's awful, oh it's awful what a change
What's the bottle done to my baby?...

. . .


(Loretta Lynn)

I'm not sayin' you don't love me cause I know you do
But I have said enough to know you play some too
You tear me all to pieces then you asked me not to bleed
I'm the woman that you want but I'm not the one you need.

The woman that you need is good for any ol' good time
And the woman that you want you wouldn't want if she's that kind
It hurts when you go sowin' wasted love from your wild seed
I'm the woman that you want but I'm not the one you need.

--- Instrumental ---

The woman that you need is good for any ol' good time
And the woman that you want you wouldn't want if she's that kind
It hurts when you go sowin' wasted love from your wild seed
I'm the woman that you want but I'm not the one you need...

. . .


(Loretta Lynn)

Well, your pet name for me is Squaw
When you come home a drinkin' and can barely crawl
And all that lovin' on me won't make things right
Well, you leave me at home to keep the teepee clean
Six papooses to break and when wean
Well, your squaw is on the warpath tonight.

Well, I've found out a big brave chief
The game you're a huntin' for ain't beef
Get off of my huntin' grounds and get out of my sight
This war dance I'm doin' means I'm fightin' mad
You need no more of what you've already had
Your squaw is on the warpath tonight.

--- Instrumental ---

Well, that fire-water that you've been drinking
Makes you feel bigger but chief you're shrinking
Since you've been on that love making diet
Now don't hand me that ole peace pipe
There ain't no pipe can settle this fight
Your squaw is on the warpath tonight.

Well, I've found out a big brave chief
The game you're a huntin' for ain't beef
Get off of my huntin' grounds and get out of my sight
This war dance I'm doin' means I'm fightin' mad
You need no more of what you've already had
Your squaw is on the warpath tonight.

Yeah, your squaw is on the warpath tonight...

. . .


(Loretta Lynn)

You've come to tell me something you say I ought to know
That he don't love me anymore and I'll have to let him go
You say you're gonna take him oh but I don't think you can
Cause you ain't woman enough to take my man.

Women like you they're a dime a dozen you can buy 'em anywhere
For you to get to him I'd have to move over and I'm gonna stand right here
It'll be over my death body so get out while you can
'Cause you ain't woman enough to take my man.

--- Instrumental ---

Sometimes a man start lookin' at things that he don't need
He took a second look at you but he's in love with me
Well I don't know where they leave you oh but I know where I'll stand
And you ain't woman enough to take my man.

Women like you they're a dime a dozen you can buy 'em anywhere
For you to get to him I'd have to move over and I'm gonna stand right here
It'll be over my death body so get out while you can
'Cause you ain't woman enough to take my man.

No, you ain't woman enough to take my man...

. . .


I'm through the place where I don't know my name
It's a world where the lonely go insane
I've brought along the little pieces of me he left behind
Got no place to go but crazy out of my mind.

I've got no place to go
But crazy out of my mind over baby
He's the last thing I remember that I won't forget in time
Got no place to go but crazy out of my mind.

I've watched him leave with hurt clear out of sight
And from that day on my mind just don't work right
What a little sence left in me I'll leave here in this wine
Got no place to go but crazy out of my mind.

I've got no place to go
But crazy out of my mind over baby
He's the last thing I remember that I won't forget in time
Got no place to go but crazy out of my mind...

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(Loretta Lynn)

Well, I'm game for just about anything
But the game you've named I ain't gonna play
You say you take a little drink and we'll go for a ride on a star
You wanna give me a lift but this ol' gal ain't a goin' that far.

That happy pill you're takin' you say is a little weak
And you wanna give me one so you say I won't go to sleep
Well your hands're a gettin' friendly but I know exactly where they are
You wanna give me a lift but this ol' gal ain't a goin' that far.

You wanna give me a lift but this ol' gal ain't a goin' that far
I'm a little bit warm but that don't mean I'm on fire
You wanna take me for a ride in the back seat of your car
You wanna give me a lift but this ol' gal ain't a goin' that far.

--- Instrumental ---

You wanna give me a lift but this ol' gal ain't a goin' that far
I'm a little bit warm but that don't mean I'm on fire
You wanna take me for a ride in the back seat of your car
You wanna give me a lift but this ol' gal ain't a goin' that far.

You wanna give me a lift but this ol' gal ain't a goin' that far...

. . .


Before you first made love to me
You called me, your wife-to-be
And after that, I saw the devil in your eyes
With your sweet smooth talkin' ways
You turned a flame into a blaze
The night I let you hang
My wings upon your horns.

Don't tell me that I'm no saint
I'm the first to know I ain't
There's a little thing called love
And that's what changed me
)From an innocent country girl
To a woman of the world
The night I let you hang
My wings upon your horns.

You hung my wings upon your horns
And turned my halo into thorns
And turned me into a woman I can't stand
You're the first to ever make me
Fall in love and then not take me
The night I let you hang
My wings upon your horns.

You hung my wings upon your horns
And turned my halo into thorns
And turned me into a woman I can't stand
You're the first to ever make me
Fall in love and then not take me
The night I let you hang
My wings upon your horns...

. . .


(Loretta Lynn)

The man I've got loves cleaned home
And he likes to wear the breaches
He don't like doin' women things
Like washin' clothes and dishes.

You'll find he's not that hard to please
If you love him right and fill his needs
To make a man feel like a man
You gotta show him you're a woman.

Show him what you are
You know you can do it
Don't let some other woman
Come along and beat you to it.

Lots of girls might catch his eye
But what is a girl when a woman falls by
To make a man feel like a man
You gotta show him you're a woman.

--- Instrumental ---

When he comes home from a hard day's work
He's probably tired and dirty
Don't let him find this latchy queen
Have your castle lookin' pretty.

There's lots of things that you shouldn't do
Like just as many that you should do too
To make a man feel like a man
You gotta show him you're a woman.

Show him what you are
You know you can do it
Don't let some other woman
Come along and beat you to it.

Lots of girls might catch his eye
But what is a girl when a woman falls by
To make a man feel like a man
You gotta show him you're a woman.

To make a man feel like a man
You gotta show him you're a woman

. . .


You're tellin' me she loves you what a laugh
The funny thing is baby you don't know the half
If you've got any money honey you better put it in the safe and lock it
'Cause her love for you's just deep as your pocket.

She's a stupid girl in a fifty dollar dress
She wouldn't think about wearin' anything that costs much less
I can see she rows a boat but little ol' me's gonna rock it
'Cause her love for you's just deep as your pocket.

Yeah, her love for you's just deep as your pocket
She's got you blown up like a baloon but I'm a gonna pop it
She can't love you like I do but don't let me to drop it
'Cause her love for you's just deep as your pocket.

--- Instrumental ---

Yeah, her love for you's just deep as your pocket
She's got you blown up like a baloon but I'm a gonna pop it
She can't love you like I do but don't let me to drop it
'Cause her love for you's just deep as your pocket.

Yeah, her love for you's just deep as your pocket...

. . .


"Fist City" By: Loretta Lynn
You've been makin' your braggs around town
That you've been a lovin' my man
But the man I love
When he picks up trash
He puts it in a garbage can
And that's what you look like to me
And what I see's a pitty
You better close you face and stay outta my way
If you don't wanna go to fist city.

Chorus:
If you don't wanna go to fist city
You better detour around my town
'Cause I'll grab a you by the hair a the head
And I'll lift off of the ground
I'm not a sayin' my baby's at saint
'Cause he ain't
And that he won't cat around with a kitty
I'm here to tell you gal to lay off a my man
If you don't want to go to fist city.

Come on and tell me what you told my friends
If you think you're brave enough
And I'll show you what a real woman is
Since you think you're hot stuff
You'll bite off more than you can chew
If you get to cute or witty
You better move your feet
If you don't wanna eat
A meal that's called fist city.

Repeat Chorus

I'm here to tell you gal to lay off of my man
If you don't wanna go to fist city.

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