Fickle Woman

Fickle woman, fickle woman, where have you been?
I’ve been to the city to buy a jig of gin.
I looked in the mirror and saw my sad eyes
As I looked, I began to realize.

That life is for the living, to take and to give
That it’s about time that I learn to live.
Fickle woman, fickle woman, where have you been?
I’ve been to the city to fetch a jig of gin.

To fetch a jig of gin and dream my life away
To wink at the guys as we dance and sway.
To wear my red dress and sing a love song
To laugh, dance and sing all night long.

Fickle woman, fickle woman, where have you been?
I’ve been to the city to fetch a jig of gin.
To fetch a jig of gin and start a new life
I’m yearnin’ to be somebody’s new wife.

Bein’ by myself ain’t part of the the plan
But darnit , so far all the guys ran.
I’ll color my hair and paint my lips red
Prance through the streets and knock them all dead.

I am the jiggy woman full of jiggy gin
Don’t tell me you just want to be my friend.
I’m out on the prowl, may take all my life
But I’m bound and determined to be a new wife.

Fickle woman, fickle woman, where have you been?
I’ve been to the city to fetch a jig of gin.