Ain’t Much Worth Knowin’

I’d been thumbing up the road, had a change of luck
A vision of a polka dot pick-up truck
Slowing down to see if I wanna tag along

I was due into town but I gave it a whirl
You’ll never know no loving like a country girl
Wonder what they feed ’em down there on the farm

They say that she’s an angel in her muddy jeans
I know that she’s the devil when she’s feeling mean
Makes me sleep outside all night in the rain

Ain’t much worth knowin’ that she don’t know
Ain’t much worth showing that she won’t show
Used to be a doctor but didn’t like emergencies

I get the heel of the hand if I don’t hold my drink
Not like she give a damn what the neighbours think
Blowing Old Tom’s bassoon all night long

She says she likes the fact that it’s good and low
The only way she play it nice and slow
And the barnyard fauna know they‘re gonna wanna sing along

They say that she’s an angel the way she grow that gear
I know that she’s the devil when she’s on the beer
Straddlin’ that tractor naked in the sun

Ain’t much worth knowin‘ that she don’t know
Ain’t much worth showing that she won’t show
Used to be a sailor didn’t know her A-B-Seas
Or one to three’s

I said, now open up ‘phonse, cause I know you’re in
I can hear that fiddle underneath your chin
She’ll be coming by any minute now

Be tearing up the lino like a real Bolshoi
A double-time version of the Red Haired Boy
And Maccie’s in the engine room stoking up the fire

They say that she’s an angel but i don’t know why
She’s the devil in the details, and that ain’t no lie
Since the faces came to Farnham she ain’t been the same

Ain’t much worth knowin’ that she don’t know
Ain’t much worth showing that she won’t show
Used to be a pilot but didn’t like coming down