NOTE: Washington Phillips hums the refrain.
Whenever you find a man
That loves every woman he sees
There's always some kind of a woman
A-puttin' him up a tree
Oh, that kind of man, he ain't got
As much sense as a mule
You know every woman don't love you
They just a-playin' you for a fool
REFRAIN
Well, if you marry the wrong kind of woman
And get where you can't agree
You just as well to get your hat
And let that woman be
REFRAIN
Oh, men ought to make good husbands
And quit tryin' to live a fast life
Goin' about, dressin' up other women
And won't put clothes on his own wife
When people, man or either a woman
Won't attend their conference in church
You's just as well to turn 'em out
Their religion don't amount to much
REFRAIN
Whenever you get after them about coming to church
They, all the rest that wants to live wrong
Then they will begin telling you
That we can serve our God at home
REFRAIN