Shakey Graves – Feel Good Smell Good Woman Blues lyrics

[Verse 1]
Well, hey, tollbooth lady
Get in my truck
I got scotch in the coffin
You seem like good luck
Yeah please blow on my dice
Oh give them a roll
Yeah show me your turnpike
And I'll pay the toll

[Chorus:]
I want a feel good, smell good woman
I want a ten-gallon girl on my lap
Yeah I want a glass of fine whiskey
And a gun on her hip
How I long to be stuck in her sweet honey trap

[Verse 2]
Well, nine miles to go
Through the land of fine cattle
I've been saving them up for God-knows-how-long
Gonna find myself some curvy ol' lady
Who loves country music and won't do me wrong

[Chorus:]
Cause I'm looking for a
Smell good, feel good woman
Oh, I want a ten-gallon girl on my lap
Yeah a glass of fine whiskey
And a gun on her hip
How I long to be stuck in her sweet honey trap

[Verse 3]
Hey, tollbooth lady
Have a good night at work
Oh, we could have stood a chance
But whatever that's worth
Yeah [?] even so we landed at [?]
Got more roads ahead
Yeah, more travels in mind

[Chorus:]
Cause I'm looking for a
Feel good, smell good woman
I want a ten-gallon girl on my lap
A glass of fine whiskey
And a gun on her hip
You know I long to be stuck in her sweet honey trap

[Verse 4]
Oh but listen up, sonny
Yeah, listen up well
Well, don't you be tempted by no cheap cattle sale
Oh yeah well, gambling with cattle, you know
It never does pay
'Cause there's a hole in my fence
And they all got away

[Chorus:]
But I'm still looking for a
Smell good, feel good woman
I want a ten-gallon girl on my lap
Yeah a glass of fine whiskey
And a gun on her hip
Oh how I long to be stuck in her sweet honey trap