Lo and Behold! - Bob Dylan/The Band

I pulled out for San Anton'

I never felt so good

My woman said she'd meet me there

And of course I knew she would

The coachman he hit me for my hook

And he asked me my name

I give it to him right away

Then I hung my head in shame

Lo and behold Lo and behold

Lookin' for my lo and behold

Get me outa here my dear man

I come into Pittsburgh

At six-thirty flat

I found myself a vacant seat

An' I put down my hat

"What's the matter Molly dear

What's the matter with your mound "

"What's it to ya Moby Dick

This is chicken town "

Lo and behold Lo and behold

Lookin' for my lo and behold

Get me outa here my dear man

I bought my girl

A herd of moose

One she could call her own

Well she came out the very next day

To see where they had flown

I'm goin' down to Tennessee

Get me a truck 'r somethin'

Gonna save my money and rip it up

Lo and behold Lo and behold

Lookin' for my lo and behold

Get me outa here my dear man

Now I come in on a ferris wheel

An' boys I sure was slick

I come in like a ton of bricks

Laid a few tricks on 'em

Goin' back to Pittsburgh

Count up to thirty

Round that horn and ride that herd

Gonna thread up

Lo and behold Lo and behold

Lookin' for my lo and behold

Get me outa here my dear man