Well I fell in with a Stone County girl
Rough as the country is wide
Wild as the bramble of the blackberry tangle
And as sweet as the berries they're by

Now, a solider has his rifle
A hangman has his noose
My love has got her overalls
And a tongue so sharp and loose

She's three beers deep in the throes of that poetry
Makin' me a vow she won't keep
Says she's unhappy, so damn unhappy
In love but she can't tell me why
My baby sings all of the Redheaded Stranger
Sometimes when shе's too drunk to cry

There's the quiеt drum shuffle, the taps of her shoes
The peace of a cold, lonesome place
Sober she might not remember the words
Sunday is reserved for Amazing Grace

Now the preacher has his bible
The carpenter his tools
My love has got the six-string box
And the words so soft and cruel

She's six beers deep in the throes of that poetry
Making me a vow she can't keep
Says she's unhappy, so damn unhappy
In love but she can't tell me why
My baby sings all of the Redheaded Stranger
Sometimes when she's too drunk to cry