Loretta

Oh Loretta, she's a barroom girl

Wears them sevens on her sleeve

Dances like a diamond shines

Tells me lies I love to believe

Her age is always twenty two

Her laughing eyes are hazel hue

Spends my money like waterfalls

Loves me like I want her to

Oh Loretta, won't you say to me?

Darling, put your guitar on

Have a little shot of booze

Play a blue and wailing song

My guitar rings a melody

My guitar sings Loretta's fine

Long and lazy, blonde and free

And I can have her any time

Sweetest at the break of day

Prettiest in the setting sun

She don't cry when I can't stay

'Least not till she's all alone

Loretta, I won't be gone long

Keep your dancing slippers on

Keep me on your mind awhile

I'm comin' home, I'm comin' home

Oh Loretta, she's a barroom girl

Wears them sevens on her sleeve

Dances like a diamond shines

Tells me lies I love to believe

Her age is always twenty two

Her laughing eyes are hazel hue

Spends my money like water falls

Loves me like I want her to

I'm comin' home, I'm comin' home

I'm comin' home

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