Raylene - Doug MacLeod

Raylene, she up from Baton Rouge

Raylene, she up from Baton Rouge

Boy, there just ain’t no tellin', the evil that child could do

She makes love like a woman, but just nineteen years old

She makes love like a woman, but just nineteen years old

If she’d lay with the devil, do believe she’d take his soul

She put a scar on my body, a scar on my brain

Like a buzzard on the dead that woman known no shame

Raylene, you know she come from Baton Rouge

You know there just ain’t no tellin, the evil that child might do

Raylene, now she was born on a Creole spell

Raylene, little girl got a Creole spell

See.

she loved me, she cut me, left me two steps from hell

She put a scar on my body, a scar on my brain

Like a buzzard on the dead that woman known no shame

Raylene, now she’s the meanest southern woman

The meanest southern woman I’ve seen

Raylene, Raylene, Raylene, Raylene

She’s the meanest southern woman

The meanest southern woman I’ve seen