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When God-Fearin' Women Get the Blues (Intro)

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"When God-Fearin' Women Get the Blues (Intro)" (2007)
It was written by SATCHER, LESLIE.
Published by Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC.

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When God-Fearin' Women Get The Blues
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Martina McBride - When God-Fearin' Women Get The Blues
Martina McBride - When God-Fearin' Women Get The Blues
When God-Fearin Women Get The Blues (Spoken Word Intro Only)
When God-Fearin Women Get The Blues (Spoken Word Intro Only)
Martina McBride at Billy Bob's Texas - Concert intro / When God-Fearin' Women Get The Blues
Martina McBride at Billy Bob's Texas - Concert intro / When God-Fearin' Women Get The Blues
Martina Mcbride   When God Fearin Women Get The Blues Karaoke Version
Martina Mcbride When God Fearin Women Get The Blues Karaoke Version
Martina McBride - When God-Fearin' Women Get the Blues
Martina McBride - When God-Fearin' Women Get the Blues
Martina McBride - When God-Fearin' Women Get The Blues (Stereo)
Martina McBride - When God-Fearin' Women Get The Blues (Stereo)
Martina McBride - Intro and When God-Fearin' Women Get the Blues (Helena, MT 07-22-15)
Martina McBride - Intro and When God-Fearin' Women Get the Blues (Helena, MT 07-22-15)
Martina McBride When God-Fearin' Women Get The Blues 2014 Mullet Festival Niceville Florida
Martina McBride When God-Fearin' Women Get The Blues 2014 Mullet Festival Niceville Florida
When God-Fearin' Women Get The Blues (Radio Version) (In the Style of Martina McBride) (Karaoke...
When God-Fearin' Women Get The Blues (Radio Version) (In the Style of Martina McBride) (Karaoke...
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01 Martina McBride - When God Fearin' Women Get The Blues, Wild Angels 5/16/15
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Martina McBride - When God-fearin' Women Get The Blues
Martina Mcbride - When God-Fearin' Women Get The Blues (Intro) Lyrics
Martina Mcbride - When God-Fearin' Women Get The Blues (Intro) Lyrics
WHEN GOD-FEARIN WOMEN GET THE BLUES - Martina McBride
WHEN GOD-FEARIN WOMEN GET THE BLUES - Martina McBride
Martina McBride - 07 When God-Fearin' Women Get The Blues (incomplete) - 2002 Olympics (Denmark TV)
Martina McBride - 07 When God-Fearin' Women Get The Blues (incomplete) - 2002 Olympics (Denmark TV)
Martina Mcbride - When God Fearin Women Get The Blues
Martina Mcbride - When God Fearin Women Get The Blues
Martina McBride performs 'When God Fearin' Women Get The Blues'
Martina McBride performs 'When God Fearin' Women Get The Blues'
When God Fearin Woman Get The Blues
When God Fearin Woman Get The Blues
"When god fearin women get the blues" - Martina Mcbride (live)
"When god fearin women get the blues" - Martina Mcbride (live)
When God Fearin Women Get the Blues
When God Fearin Women Get the Blues

Lyrics

Lock up your husbands
Lock up your sons
Lock up your whiskey cabinets, girls lock up your guns
Lock up the beauty shop, and no telling if they've heard the news
Call the boys downtown at Neiman Marcus, tell 'em lock up them high-heeled shoes

When God-Fearin' women get the blues
There ain't no slap dab atellin' what they're gonna do
Run around yellin' I gotta Mustang it'll do eighty
You don't have to be my baby
I've stirred my last batch of gravy
You don't have to be my (be my, be my)
Baby

Call all the deacons
Call the ladies' aid
Call all the altos, sopranos, tenors, call every bass
Well, call all the Pentecostals
And bring that anointing oil too
Well call the preacher he's the only one can reach her
And there ain't no time to lose

When God-Fearin' women get the blues
There ain't no slap dab atellin' what they're gonna do
Run around yellin' I gotta Mustang it'll do eighty
You don't have to be my baby
I've stirred my last batch of gravy
You don't have to be my (be my, be my)
Baby

She's on all our prayer lists
She's on all our hearts
As for the Easter cantata
We don't know who'll sing her part.

When God-Fearin' women get the blues
There ain't no slap dab atellin' what they're gonna do
Run around yellin' I gotta Mustang it'll do eighty
You don't have to be my baby
I've stirred my last batch of gravy
You don't have to be my (be my, be my)
Baby