A Woman Gets Her Way Lyrics - Marty Robbins

Woman gets her way most every time. 

Man holds his head up high 

Builds his castles to the sky 

One kiss can bring him down 

Make his foolish head go spinning around. 

Woman, woman, gets her way 

Molding man like a piece of clay 

Even makes him like it fine 

Woman gets her way most every time. 

Man makes the wheels go 'round 

Cuts the cane and tills the ground 

Then he gets his weekly pay 

Woman spends it all in just one day. 

Woman, woman, gets her way 

Molding man like a piece of clay 

Even makes him like it fine 

Woman gets her way most every time. 

There is no bigger fool 

Than the man who thinks he rules 

Little does he realize 

That he's just a slave to two brown eyes. 

Woman, woman, gets her way 

Molding man like a piece of clay 

Even makes him like it fine 

Woman gets her way most every time. 

When I settle down some day 

And around me children play 

I'll be king right from the start 

Long as she will let me play the part. 

Woman, woman, gets her way 

Molding man like a piece of clay 

Even makes him like it fine 

Woman gets her way most every time 

Woman gets her way most every time 

Woman gets her way most every time.