Mama's Picking My Next Man
words & music: Lynn Woolever & Jill Gold


(I've been through so many men
Fallen in love over and over and over again...)
That's why mama's picking my next man

First I loved Sonny
He stole all my money
Yea that guy he robbed me blind
Took me all the finest places
Bought me all the finest clothes
But the buck's he was spending were all mine

That's why Mama's picking my next man
Mama's picking my next man
I'll give this job to someone else
I can't pick 'em for myself
(Help me, mama!)

Next there came Ben
Caught him kissing my best friend
I was shocked he didn't bat an eye
He found nothing wrong
In sharing his sweet lips
I found nothing right and said good-bye

That's why Mama's picking my next man
Mama's picking my next man
I'll give this job to someone else
I can't pick 'em for myself
Mama's picking my next man

Can't forget old Mickey
All he drank was whiskey
He smelled just like a corner bar
Between his drinking and his drinking
There was nothing left for me
I threw him out the night he wrecked my car

That's why Mama's picking my next man
Mama's picking my next man
I'll give this job to someone else
I sure can't pick 'em for myself
Mama's picking my next man
Mama's picking, Mama's picking my man
Mama's picking my next man