"Red Head Blues Again" lyrics

Baby, where'd you get your disposition
Surely your mother is to blame
From the moment you walked in, I can't think of nothing
But how much I'd love to pull your chain
And I swore I wouldn't do it
But I've gone and got the red head blues again

She don't drink no gin or white wine
She don't drink no malted milk
If you're pouring a good Scottish whiskey
Yea, you better just look out for yourself
And I swore I wouldn't do it
But I've gone and got the red head blues again

They say her mother was from Aberdeen
Her father spent most his time in jail
By the time she was 19 she done had a long string
Of lovers that called her by her name
And I swore I wouldn't do it
But I've gone and got the red head blues again

She wears a blade around her neck
And she carries a gun in her purse
If you're stepping out, when you leave the house
You might be coming home in a hearse
And I swore I wouldn't do it
But I've gone and got the red head blues again