Loretta Lynn, You Ain’t Woman Enough to Take My Man

If you’ve never read Jancee Dunn’s 2004 profile of everyone’s favourite honky-tonk woman, you may not know that Loretta Lynn is the sort of superstar who sends journalists homemade fudge.

When she was thirteen, she met Doolittle at a pie social. He was older and had a reputation as wild, but after he gave her the first kiss she’d ever had, Loretta was smitten. When he proposed, her heartbroken folks cried all night. “You be good to my little girl,” her Cherokee grandfather told Doo, “or I’ll kill you.” She didn’t even know her husband’s name was actually Oliver until she stood before the judge and she was even more in the dark about how babies were made. When she went to her doctor at the age of fourteen saying that she felt sick, Doc Turner told her she was pregnant. She didn’t know what the word meant.

Don’t mess with old country.