| intro | D E Bm E | ||
| intro | D E |
| Ten hundred books could I write you about her | A Bm D A | |
| Because I felt if I could know her | D A | |
| I would know all women | D E | |
| And they've not been any too well known | A Bm | |
| For brains and planning and organised thinking | D F#m | |
| But I'm sure the women are equal | D | |
| And they may be ahead of the men | E A D A E |
| Yet I wouldn't spread such a rumor around | A Bm | |
| Because one organises the other | D A | |
| And sometimes the most lost and wasted | D A | |
| Attract the most balanced and sane | D E | |
| And the wild and the reckless take up | A Bm | |
| With the clocked and the timed | D F#m | |
| And the mixture is all of us | D | |
| And we're still mixing | E A D A |
| But never, never, never, | D C#m | |
| Never could have it been done | Bm A | |
| If the women hadn't entered into the deal | D E | |
| Like she came along to me | D A |
| instrumental | D E Bm E | ||
| instrumental | D E A D A E |
| And all creeds and kinds and colors | A Bm D | |
| Of us are blending | A | |
| Till I suppose ten million years from now | D A | |
| We'll all be just alike | D E | |
| Same color, same size, working together | A Bm D F#m | |
| And maybe we'll have all of the fascists | D E | |
| Out of the way by then | A | |
| Maybe so. | D A |
| But never, never, never, | D C#m | |
| Never could have it been done | Bm A | |
| If the women hadn't entered into the deal | D E | |
| Like she came along to me | D A |
| D E Bm E | ||
| D E A D A |