She board a slow train to the city she was young and she was pretty

A full grown mountain woman that had blossomed in the spring

She took a job a waitin' tables at the House of Seven Gables

And there's where she met the man from Bowling Green

He was somewhat older with hair down to his shoulders

He knew how to touch a lady and he must've touched her dream

He sang her songs and called her baby till that country girl went crazy

For that guitar picking man from Bowling Green



Well he got what he was after and after that he left her

He packed up his guitar and caught a westbound train

This was just another city where the country girls were pretty

Easy pickin's for the man from Bowling Green

Now her life is twisty like some West Virginia backroads

And the House of Seven Gables has got a brand new queen

And to any man left by she'll drink to keep from cryin'

For that guitar picking man from Bowling Green

Oh she loves her guitar man from Bowling Green