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