When
Rodney
Farms come home from work
and his wife
Edna didn't have him no supper cooked,
well he never once hit her with
the drinking gourd.
And when
Edna'd come home late from a
PTA meeting,
Rodney'd never sick the dog on her.
When
Rodney put on a clean shirt and all the buttons was missing,
he never once struck
Edna about the head and shoulders.
When
Edna knocked a fender off the car,
putting it in the garage,
Rodney never throwed a tattoo at her.
When all in the same day,
Edna burnt the bacon
and run over his hunting dog
and broke his power saw
and gave him cold coffee,
Rodney
Farms didn't do nothing to her.
He just left.
And she ain't seen him since.
I ain't gonna be your pleasure fool no more
No, I ain't gonna be your
pleasure fool no
more I don't want your love and dear
Move it on out of here cause I ain't
gonna be your pleasure fool no more
I ain't gonna be the rooster in your pen
No, I ain't gonna be the
rooster in your pen
Well, you made me sweat
and you made me pay
Now you're gonna have
to give it away
Cause I ain't gonna be the rooster
in your pen
I ain't gonna let you be my
ball and chain no more
Well I ain't gonna let you be
my ball and chain no more
You play with every guy in town I'm
gonna burn your playhouse down
I ain't gonna let you be my
ball and chain no more
I ain't gonna be your candy man no more
No, I ain't gonna be your
candy man no more
Remember me to push your jacket
And give my love to that
monkey on your back
Cause I ain't gonna be your
candy man no more
Ain't gonna be no more