Gene Watson I Want My Rib Back
Now the Bible tells the story about Adam's rib
How the Lord made a woman for companionship
The first thing she did was take a bite of that forbidden fruit
I guess we'll be paying till the end of time
At least that's how it is with that woman of mine
Oh Lord, I think I want my rib back
Now this is wrong and, baby that ain't right
I'm working tryin' to please that woman day and night
She's never satisfied although I try to do the best that I can
This has gotta change or honey, I'm gonna leave
I won't let evolution make a monkey out of me
Oh Lord, I think I want my rib back
There's been a hole in my wallet, a pain in my side
Ever since I made that girl my blushing bride
Her daddy calls her angel and her momma calls her three times a night
Her cousin's on my sofa, her sister's got my car
Her brothers drink my liquor like my house was a bar
Oh Lord, I think I want my rib back