Connie Converse - Roving woman

^CPeople ^Amsay a ^Dmroving ^Gwoman ^Cis likely ^Amnot to be ^Dmbetter than she ^Gought to be; ^Cso, when I ^Amstray a^Dway from where I’ve got to be, ^Dmsomeone always ^Gtakes me ^Chome.

^GA lady never ^Dshould ha^Gbituate sa^Dloons, ^Gand that is where I ^Afind myself on ^Bmmany after^Amnoons. ^GBut just as I be^Amgin to ^Gblow away the ^Cfoam, ^Bmsomeone tips his ^Bbhat to me and ^Dtakes me ^Ghome.

^CPeople ^Amsay a ^Dmroving ^Gwoman ^Cis likely ^Amnot to be ^Dmbetter than she ^Gought to be; ^Cso, when I ^Amstray a^Dway from where I’ve got to be, ^Dmsomeone always ^Gtakes me ^Chome.

^GNow, poker is a ^Dgame a ^Glady shouldn’^Dt play, ^Gand every floatin??^A? poker game jus^Bmt seems to float m^Amy way. ^EmBut long before I’v^Ame lost ^Ga thing besides m^Cy comb, ^Bmsomeone tips his ^Bbhand to me and ^Dtakes me ^Ghome.

^CDon’t se^Ame why the^Dmy alway^Gs do it ^Ccan’t b^Ame vanity^F; must be sheer ^Ghumanity ^Ewhen some kind ^Amsoul re^Dmarks with great urbanity: ^Dm'Lady, let me ^Gtake you ^Chome.'

^GOf course, there’s bound t^Do be som^Ge little aft^Dermath ^Gthat makes a pleasant ^Aending for the ^Bmstraight and narrow ^Ampath. ^GAnd as I go to ^Amsleep, I ^Gcannot help but ^Cthink ^Dhow glad I am that ^BbI was saved from ^Dcards and ^Gdrink.

^CPeople ^Amsay a ^Dmroving ^Gwoman ^Cis likely ^Amnot to be ^Fbetter than she ^Gought to be; ^Eso, when I ^Amstray, there’^Ds positively got to be ^Dmsomeone there to ^Gtake me ^Chome.