Well that mean old old frisco
And that lowdown santa fe
Done took my babe away
Lord and blowed back at me

Yes my mama told me
Papa told me too
Son every woman scream in your face
Lord she ain't no friend to you

Lord I wonder
Do she ever think of me
Well I wonder I wonder
Will my babe come back to me

Yes I'm standing and looking
Watching that southern whistle blow
Well she didn't catch that southern
Lord now where did the woman go

Lord I ain't got no
Special rider here
I might leave
because I don't feel welcome here