Sally Mae, Sally Mae
Lord, you know you ain't treatin' me right
Sally Mae, Sally Mae
Lord, you know you ain't treatin' me right
You stay out all night long
Lord, you know you ain't treatin' me right
You're a no good ****
Lord, the cows won't mow you down
You're a no good ****
Lord, the cows won't mow you down
I was chief of police;
I would drive you out of town
George, play the blues
You ought to leave this town,
Sally Mae