Words and music ℗ © Susan Weber, BMI.  All Rights Reserved.

When she love a man she give her body and her soul.
She ride the night into the day
she let the devil take his toll.
Wouldn’t have it any other way.

He say he want her body nevermind her soul can wait.
Take a number have a seat.
Don’t be shaking heaven’s gate.
Might as well, the catbird got her feet.

Someplace in the future there’s a woman loves a man.
He will find her with his hand.
Wish them well, I know I do.
Wish them well, I know I do.

Once upon a time he made a tigress want to cry.
The tigress took a bite of him
so deep he could not die.
All the pride in hell don’t make that right.
Wish him well, I know I do.

Someplace in the future there’s a woman loves a man.
He will find her with his hand.
Wish them well, I know I do.
Wish them well, I know I do.

She could sing a song for him maybe tears would come.
There’s a price and she ain’t sure
she can remember being young.
Drag those lonely bones across the floor.

Someplace in the future there’s a woman loves a man.
He will find her with his hand.
Wish them well, I know I do.
Wish them well, I know I do.