Lo and Behold!

I pulled out for San Anton

I never felt so good

My woman said she'd meet me there

And of cource 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 out here, my dear man.

I come into Pittsburg

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 out here, my dear man.

I bought myself

A herd of moose

One day 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 or somethin'

Gonna save my money and rip it up.

Lo and behold ! Lo and behold !

Lookin' for my lo and behold.

Get me out here, my dear man.

Now, I come in on a ferris wheel

An' boys, I sure was slink

I come in like a ton of bricks

Laid a few tricks on 'em

Goin' back to Pittsburg

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 out here, my dear man.