Have you seen my woman walkin'?

With a basket on her head

She looks so strong and healthy

Lord, she's not underfed



Pounded

Pounded on a Rock



She's goin' down to the river

Gonna dump that laundry in

Gonna take those soiled and dirty things

And make 'em white again



Pounded

Pounded on a Rock



Oh, yeah, I love my woman

With her arms of thunder and steel

But when she wraps those arms around me

It's mixed emotions that I feel

When she comes home at night

I feel joy, and I feel fright

I know she means to please me

But Lord, the way she squeeze me



Feels like I'm Pounded

Pounded on a Rock



Some folks say I'm lazy

A worthless, shiftless skunk

They see me in the daytime

Staggerin' round like I was drunk



I get up to feed the chickens

But that's about all I can handle

I got to rest and save my strength

'Cause she's burnin' both ends of my candle

That woman's burnin' all my candle



Pounded

Pounded on a Rock (And it hurts!)

Feels like I'm pounded

Pounded on a Rock

Pounded on a Rock