Rude to Rile Lyrics

Maybe he could wait awhile?
Maybe grow too tired or old.
Maybe they just lay to look.
While we were young, we all laughed and we sung.
Now we've been beat by work.
Oh, he just waits, he just hopes, and he prays
But the more she is loved she hurts
It's rude to rile her up
Those fools for god don't love another's touch.
Making babies for good or grief?
To these type of fools he please
"If beggars aren't loved they leave"
She learned it from a book
Suitors approach, receive dirt looks
Calling on her for good or grief?
These types of fools who beg and never read.