Old men love wine,
the ladies love silk,
the piggies, they love buttermilk.
And ever since this world began,
the ladies love the ladies' man.
I love to sing a song to the ladies,
I love to dance along with the ladies.
While ever I can breathe or see or stand
I'm bound to be a ladies' man
The squirrel he loves the hickory tree
The clover loves the bumblebee
The flies they love molasses an d
The ladies love the ladies' man
I love to be a beau of the ladies
I love to shake a toe with the ladies
Why, as ever I'm alive on water land,
I'm bound to be a lady's
man
The black snake loves a blackbird's nest
The dude, he loves his quilted vest
And ragged tag, or stick and span
The ladies love the ladies' man
I love to roll my eyes to the ladies
I love to sympathize with the ladies
As long as I know sugar from the sand
I'm bound to be a ladies' man
Eat more than water, melon juice
A possum pie, a roasted goose
Our soffins of the gravy pan
The ladies love the ladies' man
I'm naturally gallant with the ladies
I was born with a talent for the ladies
You find it on the map,
in the contract plan
I'm bound to be a ladies' man