Sugar Lee - Curly Seckler, The Nashville Grass, Marty Stuart

Sugar Lee is her name

Ain’t good lookin' and she’s mean as thunder

But I love her just the same

I love her just the same, boys, I love her just the same

She likes to rock and she likes to roll

And sometimes she gets out of hand

But every night when I come home

She knows I’m her lovin' man

Still her lovin' man, boys, still her lovin' man

Well, I told her mama and I told her daddy

There ain’t nothin' you can say

Sugar Lee is gonna be this poor boy’s prize someday

One these days boys, one of these days

Well, you can have all your sweet Susanna’s

And your big time bar room Queens

Ain’t never been a woman, boys, like my Sugar Lee

Like my Sugar Lee, boys, like my Sugar Lee

Well, I’ve got a gal down in Tuscaloosa

Sugar Lee is her name

Ain’t good lookin' and she’s mean as thunder

But I love her just the same

I love her just the same, boys, I love her just the same

I love her just the same, boys, I love her just the same

Sugar Lee is her name

Ain’t good lookin' and she’s mean as thunder