Intro Starts off with 4 bass kicks All 4 measures in while fiddles play Verse 1 Lock up your husbands Lock up your sons Lock up your whiskey cabinets Girls lock up your guns Lock up the beauty shop No tellin’ if they’ve heard the news                 D------------D------------D   Call the boys downtown at Neiman Marcus Tell ’em lock up them high heels shoes When God-fearin’ women get the blues                       There ain’t no slap-dab tellin’ What they’re gonna do Run around yellin’ D------------G                                                  I’ve got a Mustang It’ll do 80 You don’t have to be my baby D------------G                              hold for 4.5 measures      I’ve stirred my last batch of gravy You don’t have to be   my------------ baby for 4 measures while fiddles play Verse 2 Call all the deacons Call the ladies aid Call all the altos sopranos tenors Call every bass Well call all the Pentecostals Bring that anointing oil too            D------------D------------D   Well call the preacher He’s the only one can reach her And there ain’t no   time to lose *Chorus* *SOLO* All in (8 measures) *Chorus* Fade out all in