In My Girlish Days - Maria Muldaur

Late down last night, trying to play my hand

Oh, through the window, out stepped a man

I didn’t know no better

Oh boys, in my girlish days

My mama cried, papa did too

Oh, daughter, look what a shame on you

I didn’t know no better

Oh boys, in my girlish days

I hit the highway, flagged me a truck

Nineteen and seventeen, Lord, the winter was tough

I didn’t know no better

Oh boys, in my girlish days

Flagged a train, didn’t have a dime

Trying to run away from that old home of mine

I didn’t know no better

Oh boys, in my girlish days