I was sittin with him on his front porch swingSoaking up wisdom and Grandma’s sweet teaListening to his stories, man, he’d done it allHis tour in the Army and his wilder daysRaising my daddy and bailing his hayHe cut off a twist of tobacco, stuck it in his jawCocked back his hat with a sideways grin andGave me that ole winkHe said, I can tell you something ’boutMost anythingBut don’t ask me about a womanAll I know is boy they’re somethingThey’re tender and they’re toughCan break it down and lift you upDon’t ask me about a womanThat’s some complicated stuffThey ain’t made to figure outThey’re just made to loveHe said, boy I’ve lived nearly eighty yearsThere’s a lot of know how between these earsBut when it comes to your grandmaI’m still your ageIt took me a long, long time to learnLoving a woman is full of left turnsThe more they change, the more they stayThe sameSon, it’s been that way since theBeginning of timeWe’re behind the wheel but just along forThe rideBut don’t ask me about a womanAll I know is boy they’re somethingThey’re tender and they’re toughCan break it down and lift you upDon’t ask me about a womanThat’s some complicated stuffThey ain’t made to figure outThey’re just made to loveFast forward ten years it’s Saturday nightShe’s changed three times, says her hairAin’t rightMy mind reels back to the time and placeWhen I heard my grandpa sayDon’t ask me about a womanBoy, that’s some complicated stuffThey ain’t made to figure outThey’re just made to loveNow I know what he’s talkin aboutThey’re just made to love