Beware of a gal in britches
Yo-di-o-di-o
Never trust no gal in britches
No-di-o-di-o
If you had a sense of this here horse
You would have knowed by now of course
Who wears the britches is the boss
That′s a gal, that′s a gal in britches

Don′t mess with a gal in britches
Yo-di-o-di-o
No feminine gal wears britches
No-di-o-di-o
She′ll beg you to come to the country dance
You ride twenty miles for the big romance
She shows up in her brother′s pants
What′d you expect from a girl in britches

Yo-di-o-di-o-i-ay, It′s none of my misfortune
Yo-di-o-di-o-di-ay, Just thought you′d like to know
Don′t marry no gal in britches
Yo-di-o-di-o
You′ll never know which is which′s
No-di-o-di-o
She′ll put a halter through your nose
Have you cooking and washing clothes
While she goes chasing them buffaloes
Bet your boots, that′s a gal in britches.