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 weed
Lord, the cows won't mow you down
You're a no good weed
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
You ought to leave here to stay
You ought to leave this town
You ought to leave here to stay
Your reputation, Sally Mae
Your reputation ain't no good
Sally Mae, Sally Mae
You ought to change in your younger days
Yeah
Sally Mae, Sally Mae
You ought to change your ways in your younger days
Better change now, Sally Mae
Change in your younger days