Oh listen, sister
I love my mister man and I can't tell you why
There ain't no reason why I should love that man
It must be somethin' that the angels done planned
The chimney's smokin'
The roof is leakin' in
But he don't seem to care
He can be happy
With just a sip of gin
I even love him when his kisses got gin

Fish got to swim and birds got to fly
I got to love one man till I die
Can't help lovin' that man of mine

Tell me he's lazy
Tell me he's slow
Tell me I'm crazy, maybe, I know
Can't help lovin' that man of mine

When he goes away
That's a rainy day
And when [bad word] back that day is fine
The sun will shine

He [bad word] home as late as can be
Home without him ain't no home to me
Can't help lovin' that man of mine

He [bad word] home as late as can be
Home without him ain't no home to me
Can't help lovin' that man the way I do,
Oh can't help lovin' that man of mine