Intro: D,G,A

Chorus
N/C D G
She’s my runaway mama, always chasin other men.
She’s my runaway mama, always somewhere gone again.
If you see this kind of lady, Kinda tall and kinda slim.
She’s my runaway mama, call the law and turn her in.

N/C A D
She’s got lots of pretty things, that a man can’t ignore.
And she stands out in a ball room,
When she walks out on the floor.
If you see this kind of women
comin around and showin skin.
She’s my runaway mama, call the law and turn her in.

Instrumental: D,G,A

N/C D
If you see some women flirtin,
And she’s hurtin a bunch of men.
She’s my runaway mama, call the law and turn her in.
If you see her somewhere dancin, on a table in a bar.
Go and call the chief of police,
Try to tell tell them where you are.

Sing Chorus