Loretta - Steve Earle

Oh, Loretta, she’s my barroom girl

Wears them sevens on her sleeve

Dances like a diamond shines

Tells me lies I love to believe

Her age is always twenty two

Her sparkling eyes are hazel blue

Spends my money like waterfalls

Loves me like I want her to

Loves me like I want her to

Oh, Loretta, won’t you say to me?

Darling, strap your guitar on

Have a little shot of booze

Singing a blue and wailing song

Guitar sings a melody

Guitar sings Loretta’s fine

Blond and lazy, young and free

And I can have her any time

I can have her any time

Sweetest at the break of day

Prettiest in the setting sun

She don’t cry when I can’t stay

At least not till she’s all alone

Loretta, I won’t be gone long

So keep your dancing slippers on

Keep me on your mind awhile

I’m comin' home, I’m comin' home

Oh, Loretta, she’s my barroom girl

Wears them sevens on her sleeve

Dances like a diamond shines

Tells me lies I love to believe

Her age is always twenty two

Her sparkling eyes are hazel blue

Spends my money like waterfalls

Loves me like I want her to

Loves me like I want her to

Loves me like I want her to