Short Haired Woman Blues

Met her on a harvest moon once upon a time in the midwest
She told me as we stole away that she was freer than all the rest
With her hair cut like a farm boy and
Her cards so close to her vest
Just how much harm she could do me go I never would have guessed
Don't go chasing wild ponies they're half crazy and they run
Don't go loving short-haired women
They're gonna leave you crying
After thinking it was all in fun
We came upon a boomer's shack she broke the windows just because
And there along the railroad track she laid me down that's how she was
With the first rush of the freight train
There was rain on the high summer corn
Oh it's just a game she told me I said no I am reborn
Don't go chasing wild ponies they're half crazy and they run
Don't go loving short-haired women
They're gonna leave you crying
After thinking it was all in fun
Mmm all in fun
As for her where abouts I hear she's living in baton rouge
Giving all those creole men the short-haired woman blues
The short haired woman blues
Well don't go loving short-haired women
They're gonna leave you crying
After thinking it was all in fun