Connie Converse - Roving Woman lyrics

People say a roving woman
Is likely not to be better
Than she ought to be
So when I stray away from where I got to be
Someone always takes me home

A lady never should habituate saloons
And that is where I find
Myself on many afternoons
But just as I begin to blow away the foam
Someone tips his hat to me and takes me home

People say a roving woman
Is likely not to be better
Than she ought to be
So when I stray away from where I got to be
Someone always takes me home
Now poker is a game a lady shouldn't play
And every floating poker game just
Seems to float my way
But long before I've lost a
Thing besides my comb
Someone tips his hand to me and takes me home

Don't see why they always do it
Can't be vanity must be sheer humanity
When some kind soul remarks
With great urbanity
'Lady let me take you home'

Of course there's bound to
Be some little aftermath
That makes a pleasant ending for
The straight and narrow path
And as I go to sleep I cannot help but think
How glad I am that I was
Saved from cards and drink

People say a roving woman
Is likely not to be better
Than she ought to be
So when I stray there's positively got to be
Someone there to take me home