Hurry down sunshine : see what tomorrow brings
May bring drops of sorrow : and it may bring drops of rain
Now I love my baby : but don't love me
When I get in trouble : she is the last one that I see
Going down on the bottom : back to the Lone Star State
Stand back pretty mama : I don't want you to make me wait
So long people and sweethearts : I'll soon be on my way
Now I'm leaving this lonesome old town : now I may come back some day
Now I never got worried : until the fireman rang his bell
Two keen long whistles : bid me long farewell
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