(ronnie wood, rod stewart)



Miss judy she was moody

Owned a sweaty farm in old alabam

I was just 18, crude and mean

All i needed was to get my own way

Get out of my way



Miss judy she could have me

Any hour of the working day

She'd send me in the corn field mid afternoon

Said son its all part of your job



Miss judy had a cross eyed poodle

That i would kick if i was given the chance

Never was amused by the kindness i used

I was whipped in the barn until dawn

It hurt me



Last summer we was restless

Were gonna make a stand and burn down your farm

But it was all in the head

Cause out in the yard

Miss judy had the national guard

We was beaten, before we started



Miss judy she was moody

And she always didn't get her own way

Just state the facts, get it right

Kick her when she's down


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