Hair Of Gold, Eyes Of Blue

I came down from butte, montana,

For a little change of scene,

And i stopped to stay in santa fe,

Where i met a pretty queen.

Hair of gold, eyes of blue,

Lips like cherry wine

She's the prettiest gal i ever know and i'm gonna make her mine.

Now i planned to leave on monday,

But she held me kinda tight,

So i stood my ground and hung around,

And then i left on friday night.

Oh, hair of gold, eyes of blue,

Lips like cherry wine,

The prettiest gal i ever knew and i'm gonna make her mine.




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