If the thoughts come creeping in
Of randy country girls and sin
The best advice is turn around again
Country girls are quick to rise
But you'd do best to run and hide
Their brother's love 'em, they're all family men
Never trust a farmer's daughter
Never on to shy from slaughter
Sanctuary is not the place
The vicar's lost the devil's race
And he won't help you keep the wolves at bay
Country girls will keep you warm
But they'll be gone before the dawn
It won't be just your breath she takes away