 I was sittin' with him on his front porch swing
Soaking up wisdom and Grandma's sweet tea
Listening to his stories, man, he'd done it all
His tour in the Army and his wilder days
Raising my daddy and bailing his hay
He cut off a twist of tobacco, stuck it in his jaw
Cocked back his hat with a sideways grin and
gave me that ole wink
He said, I can tell you something ‘bout
most anything
Chorus:
But don't ask me about a woman
All I know is boy they're something
They're tender and they're tough
Can break it down and lift you up
Don't ask me about a woman
That's some complicated stuff
They ain't made to figure out
They're just made to love
He said, boy I've lived nearly eighty years
There's a lot of know how between these ears
But when it comes to your grandma
I'm still your age
It took me a long, long time to learn
Loving a woman is full of left turns
The more they change, the more they stay
the same
Son, it's been that way since the
beginning of time
We're behind the wheel but just along for
the ride
Repeat Chorus
Fast forward ten years it's Saturday night
She's changed three times, says her hair
ain't right
My mind reels back to the time and place
When I heard my grandpa say
Don't ask me about a woman
Boy, that's some complicated stuff
They ain't made to figure out
They're just made to love
Now I know what he's talkin' about
They're just made to love
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