Music and the parties, Jack Daniels and speed
Looking for an answer but a question's what I need
I only want to ramble, it's the one thing on my mind
I don't want this trouble but it's all I ever find
Riding down the highway, and running through the night
It's hard to be a mother, a singer and a wife
But all the men, they run around and no one bats an eye
I don't want this trouble but it's all I ever find
Wild women, they don't worry
They have no time for the blues
They kill the pain and beat the devil in a hurry
Wild women, they don't worry
Every time I slow it down, I always get the blues
I've lost more than most my age, but I still got more to lose
And I might seem a little crazy, when I come to your town
But the devil he won't catch me if I've got the hammer down
Wild women they don't worry
They have no time for the blues
They kill the pain and beat the devil in a hurry
Wild women, no they don't worry