Verse 1
          C 
Tell ya 'bout them sobbin' women 
      F                 C 
Who lived in the Roman days. 
     F                        C 
It seems that they all went swimmin' 
             G               G7 
While their men was off to graze. 
         C 
Well, a Roman troop was ridin' by 
     F                 B7 
And saw them in their "me oh my", 
         F                 Em      Am 
So they took 'em all back home to dry. 
        Dm                  G7 
Least that's what Plutarch says. 
    C 
Oh yes! 
 
Chorus 1
                   C 
Them a woman was sobbin', sobbin', sobbin' 
 F         C 
Fit to be tied. 
                   C 
Ev'ry muscle was throbbin', throbbin' 
 F                 G7 
From that riotous ride. 
              C 
Seems  they cried and kissed and kissed and cried 
F                     C 
All over that Roman countryside 
                      A7           G       C 
So don't forget that when you're takin' a bride. 
 A7     G          C 
Sobbin' fit to be tied 
 A7        G       C 
From that riotous ride! 
 
Verse 2
            C 
They never did return their plunder 
     F                   C 
The victor gets all the loot. 
      F                     C 
They carried 'em home, by thunder, 
    G                  G7 
To rotundas small but cute. 
             C 
And you've never seen 
                        F              B7 
So they tell me, such downright domesticity. 
        F         Em       Am 
With a Roman baby on each knee 
         Dm             G7 
Named "Claudius" and "Brute" 
 C 
Oh yes! 
 
Chorus 2
                   C 
Them a women was sobbin', sobbin', sobbin', 
  F            C 
passin' them nights. 
                      C 
While the Romans was goin' out hobnobbin', 
   F          G7 
Startin' up fights. 
           C 
They kept occupied by sewin' lots 
     F         C 
of little old togas for them tots 
                     A7     G            C 
and sayin' "someday women folks'll have rights." 
 A7      G           C 
Passin' all o' them nights.   (Adam: Just sewin'!) 
 A7         G          C 
While the Romans had fights. 
 
Verse 3
                C 
Now when their men folk went to fetch 'em 
     F                   C 
The women would not be fetched. 
    F                     C 
It seems when the Romans ketch 'em 
       G                  G7 
their lady friends stay ketched. 
     C 
Now let this be because it's true, 
     F           B7 
A lesson to the likes of you, 
           F                  Em    Am 
Rough ‘em up like them there Romans do 
    Dm                         G7 
Or else they'll think you're tetched. 
 C 
Oh yes! 
 
Chorus 3
                   C 
Them a women was sobbin', sobbin', sobbin' 
  F          C 
buckets of tears (Adam: Mighty sad!) 
                 C 
On account ol' dobbin', dobbin', 
   F                  G7 
really rattled their ears. (Adam: And that aint all) 
         C 
Oh they acted angry and annoyed 
     F                 C 
But secretly they was overjoyed 
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You might recall that when corralin' your steers 
            A7      G           C 
Oh, oh, oh, oh them poe little dears. 
C 
Adam: What are you sittin’ there for? Why don't we go down and get ‘em? (stated) 
              C 
Brothers: Oh yes! (sung) 
 
Chorus 4 (Sung by the Brothers)                     Adams part:
                   C 
Them a women was sobbin', sobbin', sobbin'               Oh yeah 
  F        C 
Weepin' a ton                                            Them sobbin' women 
                     C 
Just remember what Robin, Robin, Robin                   Oh yeah 
  F          G7 
Hood woulda done.                                        Them sobbin' women 
 
          C 
We'll be just like them there merry men                  Yeah 
      F                  C 
And make 'em all merry once again.                       Them sobbin’ women 
        F                  B             Em 
And though they'll be a-sobbin' for a while            And though they’ll be a-sobbin’ for a while
Oh yes! 
                     C                 F      C 
Unison: We're gonna make them sobbin' women smile!