In My Girlish Days

Late at night Tryin' to play my hand Through my window Out stepped a man I didn't know no better In my girlish days My mama cried, "Papa did to you" "Oh daughter, my word is shame on you" I didn't know no better In my girlish days I flagged a train Didn't have a dime Trying to run away from that home of mine But I didn't know no better Oh, in my girlish days I hit the highway, caught me a truck Nineteen and seventeen With the window was cut But I didn't know no better In my girlish days Didn't know no better Well, in my girlish days All my friends are not surprised But I had to travel before I got wise Now I found out better And I still got my girlish ways (Ooh, in my girlish days) In my girlish days, oh yeah (Ooh, in my girlish days)