Sally Mae, Sally Mae Lord, you know you ain't treatin' me right Sally Mae, Sally Mae Lord, you know you ain't treatin' me right You stay out all night long Lord, you know you ain't treatin' me right You're a no good weed Lord, the cows won't mow you down You're a no good weed Lord, the cows won't mow you down I was chief of police; I would drive you out of town George, play the blues You ought to leave this town, Sally Mae You ought to leave here to stay You ought to leave this town You ought to leave here to stay Your reputation, Sally Mae Your reputation ain't no good Sally Mae, Sally Mae You ought to change in your younger days Yeah Sally Mae, Sally Mae You ought to change your ways in your younger days Better change now, Sally Mae Change in your younger days