Texarkana Baby

(Ah)
(First I loved her in Texas)
(Then I loved her in Louisiana)
(She moved over to Arkansas)
(Well she moved all around but I still loved her)

(Come in, Tommy, tell us about it)
(Texarkana baby, that is)

She's my Texarkana baby
Do I love her, lordy-lord
Her pappy comes from Texas
Her ma from Arkansas

I'm twisted 'round her finger, like a little piece of string
I'd be satisfied because she's such a precious thing
If she hauled off and she slapped me, I'd never feel the sting
She's my Texarkana baby

(Ah, Kelso)

(Ahhh-haaa)

(This is was when she loved)
(Until she lived in Texas, she loved her piano)

(Well we gotta play the kind of music she likes, naturally)

(Ah, well tell us more, Thomas)

She's my Texarkana baby
Do I love her lordy-lord
Her pappy comes from Texas
Ma from Arkansas

One night I went a-callin' on this pretty little maid
I must admit to you, I was a little bit afraid
To offer her a diamond ring with one installment paid
She's my Texarkana baby

(Ah, look out there Junior)
(Well you know what happened here)
(She moved down in Arkansas)
(Where she likes the guitar and we're playing this guitar boy)
(That's Junior Bernard, that is)
(Ah, let's go man)
(Well, alright!)

She's my Texarkana baby
Do I love her lordy-lord
Her pappy comes from Texas
Ma from Arkansas

I wanted to get married but she said we ought to wait
Because she's busy breakin' hearts in almost every state
I guess I'll put it off until she's broke and 48
She's my Texarkana baby

She's my little Tri-State baby



Credits
Writer(s): Fred Rose, Clark Cottonseed
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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