Look at that woman standin' there look at that woman ain't she fair Look at that woman seems so fine Lord I wish that woman was anybody else of but mine Anybody else of but mine She can't cook and she can't love and she ain't worth a dime And Lord I wish that woman was anybody else of but mine Face like a child body so nice eyes like an angel heart cold as ice Look at that woman seems so fine Lord I wish that woman was anybody else of but mine Anybody else of but mine She can't cook and she can't love... [ Harmonica ] Look at that woman ********** (Now Trouble like any other little town has its share of people Who are always judgin' young people and judge them not For what they are or what they hope to be someday but for what their folks are Now if a boy's father is a banker or a doctor or a lawyer Well this boy can't help to turn out right But if his dad is a well his dad has kinda unusual accupation Then this boy can't hope to amount too much Course there's one good thing about it In Trouble like any other little town they're seldom right)