Winning With Women - Ronnie Lane

Well, a bird in the hands is a fine thing

Well, a carpet in the bush ain’t rare

But a dicky bird just come and told me

If I ain’t careful I could lose an ear

Oh, 'cause there ain’t no winnin' with women

There ain’t no winnin' at all

There ain’t no winnin' with women

There ain’t no winnin', for sure

Well, don’t they seem a little too impatient

But a boy has gotta find his girl

And if it’s love or it’s infatuation

Well, if it’s either then I know it darn well

Oh, that there ain’t no winnin' with women

There ain’t no winnin' at all

There ain’t no winnin' with women

There ain’t no winnin', for sure

Well, there’s a thing about a fine, young filly

Makes you think about a fool of mare

Well, she’ll turn her back and walk on from you

Then stop and look 'cause you’re still there

Oh, 'cause there ain’t no winnin' with women

There ain’t no winnin' at all

There ain’t no winnin' with women

There ain’t no winnin', for sure

Oh, 'cause there ain’t no winnin' with women

There ain’t no winnin' at all

There ain’t no winnin' with women

There ain’t no winnin', for sure

Oh Lord, there ain’t no winnin' with women

There ain’t no winnin' at all

There ain’t no winnin' with women

There ain’t no winnin', that’s all

There ain’t no winnin' with women

There ain’t no winnin' at all

Lord, there ain’t no winnin' with women

There ain’t no winnin', that’s all