Songtexte A Young Felon Dates an Old Woman - Ian Noe

Well I'd get her cane from the car
She never asked me to
I just knew she couldn't walk that far
Without it she was bound to scar
And in the store we'd stand
Goin' over the discounts hand in hand
And the people would stare
She'd look 'em right in the eye and say well do you care
That was my lady
A WWII baby
She put her house up to save me
And kept me out of the can
You know I was her kind of man
Well I'd pack it all in the house
Get the traps out
Catch some mouse she'd been swearin'
Was crawlin on the counter at night
But it wasn't so
You know we caught that mouse many moons ago
Yet never the less
Had to set every one, it was for our best
That was my lady
A WWII baby
A little high-strung and crazy
A bit hard to understand
You know I was her kind of man
Well the nighttime was worst of all
She'd get up
You know she'd always fall and I'd hear
Thrashin' round the carpet in pain
I never made no fuss
I just flipped the light on remind her where she was
And take her to piss
Now if that ain't love, then tell me just what is
That was my lady
A WWII baby
She's crawlin' right up to eighty
She's got me down on the plan
You know I was her kind of man