Runaway Mama

She's my run away mama

Always chasing other men

She's my run away mama

She's somewhere and gone again.

If you see this kind of lady,

Kind of tall, kind of slim.

She's my runaway mama.

Call the law and turn her in

She's got lots of pretty things

That a man cannot ignore.

And she's standing out in a bar room

When she walks out on the floor.

If you see this kind of woman

Thumbling a ride and showing skin.

She's my runaway mama.

Call the law and turn her in.

If you see a woman flirting

And she's hurting a bunch of men.

She's my runaway mama.

Call the law and turn her in.

If you see her somewhere dancing

On a table in a bar.

Go and call the chief of police

And try to tell 'em where you are.

She's my runaway mama,

Always chasing other men

She's my runaway mama,

She's somewhere and gone again.

If you see this kind of lady

Thumbing a ride and showing skin.

She's my runaway mama.

Call the law and turn her in.

She's my runaway mama.