Rainy Day Women #12 & 35

The words

A rowdy, laughing chorus about being attacked and judged by everyone no matter what you do.

A boisterous romp in which the singer complains that people will attack and condemn you whatever you do, at home, at work or out in the street. Each verse lists another way of being judged, and each ends on a chorus that turns the persecution into a rowdy joke with a famous double meaning. Recorded in Nashville, it sounds like a marching brass band at a party, with laughter, shouting and loose, stumbling horns.