Etta Mae’s Lament 歌词

I'm the local lady of the evening And though I like my men and my booze I pray to above That I'll find true love But no one wants a lady who's used Oh, can someone lasso me a husband? I'm nothing without a husband The menfolk give me a dollar and a smile But that don't lead to walkin' down the aisle Hey cowboy, can you lasso me a husband? Though my lover count is over a dozen Yes, the kissin' is fun and the wine is sweet But what I really want at night is to rub a farmer's feet Get me off of my back and standin' up straight So I can be the type of lady that you're not ashamed to date Get me out of the cathouse and into the kitchen I'll wear white and pray to martyrs I'll trade in my guns and garters 'Cause there are only two types of women (Me and virgins you commit to) Can someone lasso me a husband? Why are you all bein' so stubborn? I'm angry and pleased And a little bit diseased But you can cure my ills with a husband