Oh Loretta she's my bar-room girl
wears them sevens on her sleeve
Dances like a diamond shines
Tells me lies I love to believe
Her age is always 22
Her sparkling eyes a hazel hue
Spends my money like water falls
Loves me like I want her to
Loves me like I want her to
Oh, Loretta, won't you say to me
Darling, strap your guitar on
have a little shot of booze
sing a blue and wailing song
My guitar sings a melody
My guitar sings, Loretta's fine
Long and young, blonde and free
and I can have her any time
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 a while
I'm coming home, I'm coming home