TRIFLING WOMAN

O Lord, I been a-working
Like a dog all day
Just to make another dollar
For you to throw away.

You spend all my money
And go dressed so fine,
While I wear old clothes
And don't have a dime.

You won't bake my biscuits,
You won't cook my beans,
You want to stand by the log road
So you can be seen.

I'd be better off
Just to go on away
And let you do what you want to
All the lievelong day.

I'd rather be a-hanging
On a old grapevine
Than to know I have to spend my days
With you all the time.

Emrich, Duncan, American Folk Poetry - An Anthology, Chapter "Oh, I Wish I were Single Again: Brown and Co. 1974 p185.
"Trifling Women" was collected by Anne and Frank Warner from the singing of Frank Proffitt, Watauga County, North Carolina, 1951. From the Warner Collection, with permission.

Sincerely,
Gargoyle