Well that mean old dirty Frisco
And that low down Santa Fe
Mean old Frisco
And that low down Santa Fe
You know they take my girl away
Lord, and blow back out on me
Well my mama, she done told me
And my papa told me too
Mama told me
And my papa told me too
A woman that gets in your face
Lord she ain't no friend for you
Well I'm goin' away now baby
And I won't be back until fall
Goin' away, baby
Lord, I won't be back till fall
If I don't come back by then
Lord, I won't be back at all
{Alternate Verse}
Well I'm goin' away baby
And your cryin' won't make me stay
Goin' away baby
And your cryin' won't make me stay
Well the more you cry, little girl
If anything you'll drive me away
Well that mean old dirty Frisco
And that low down Santa Fe
Mean old Frisco
And that low down Santa Fe
Gonna take my gal away
Lord, and blow back out on me
