The Women Make A Fool Of Me

 

 

The Women Make A Fool Of Me
Live recording, Cal's Corral, 1961
(Los Angeles)
[from Honky Tonk Rockabillies, volume one, Cotton Town Jubilee CD)

Ernest Dale Tubb (1914–1984), the Texas Troubadour, was  one of the pioneers of country music. His biggest career hit song, "Walking the Floor Over You" (1941), marked the rise of the honky tonk style of music

"The Women Make A Fool Of Me" is a song Ernest Tubb previously recorded for Decca as "Jimmie Rodgers' Last Yodel (The Women Make A Fool Of Me)" in 1956.

Since her creation, the woman has been the subject of many studies and observations. Among the finest authors there was Alexandre Vialatte who once published the following text in his "Antiquité Du Grand Chosier":

The woman dates back to the highest antiquity. Phorcypeutus the Enumerator already quotes her in his works. Viscount Amable de Vieuval mentions her with vivacity and Casanova relates her only with the greatest affection. She knew how to provoke the lyricism of Hermogenes the Guttural and of Chyme the Surrounding. Horace praises her and Petrarch exalts her, Doctor Gaucher studies her. This is the effect of her great importance, because she plays a key role in the succession of generations and the very unfolding of history.

Without the woman, the child would be without a mother, the father without a daughter, the brother-in-law without a sister-in-law, the uncle without a niece, the husband without a widow. She is, so to speak, the mother of the human race. Remove it, the opera loses its charm, the screen its most beautiful busts. Without it, at the Grand Café there would be no cashier, even at aperitif time, between two pots of sanseviera, of average value. The man would live as an orphan.

With the woman […] everything comes alive, everything is passionate, life takes back its rights. She marries, she divorces, she gives birth, she deceives the baker with the pharmacist; she overthrows the ministries, she throws her children out of the window, she knits pale blue layettes on the Italy-Nation line. Wrapped in a mink coat, she carries at the head of the political processions a sign of one square meter, which proclaims: “We want bread”. She types the man's mail, she takes it to sign, he signs, she kisses him, she marries him; from time to time she vitrioles him. The man assists helplessly, with empty eyes, at all these demonstrations. She fights him over the office and the factory, she stole his pants. From conquest to conquest, she came to have the right to work ninety hours a week.