Roots Music Report

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Lyrics

You might call her the latest roadside rebel, but I call her a most determined devil,
You might call her the latest roadside rebel, but I call her a most determined devil,
Sweet thing of pretty rings, and that she’ll always be,
Just a woman gone mad,
Oh what a life that woman’s had.

But deep down in her mind she’s got the perfect pitch of time,
Deep down in her mind she’s got the perfect of time,
Deep down, deep down, deep down.

Of woman, oh woman,
Oh woman, sweet woman,
Sweet woman, just woman.

She don’t need to play the rebel without a cause,
‘cause she’s the mad raging water from the wicked waterfall,
She don’t need to play the rebel without a cause,
‘cause she’s the mad raging water from the wicked waterfall,

Woman child of sweet elegance, and that she’ll always be,
Just a woman of her time,
Oh what comes from that woman’s mind.

But deep down in her mind she’s got the perfect pitch of time,
Deep down in her mind she’s got the perfect of time,
Deep down, deep down, deep down.

Of woman, oh woman,
Oh woman, sweet woman,
Sweet woman, just woman,
Oh yeah.

From the depths of emotion you long to be nearer, but she is gone,
From the depths of emotion you long to be nearer, but she is gone,

Sweet thing of pretty rings, and that she’ll always be,
If you wonder what you had,
Oh what drives that woman mad.

But deep down in her mind she’s got the perfect pitch of time,
Deep down in her mind she’s got the perfect of time,
Deep down, deep down, deep down.

Of woman, oh woman,
Oh woman, sweet woman,
Sweet woman, just woman,
Oh yeah.