Oh Loretta she's my barroom girl
Wears them sevens on her sleeve
Dances like a diamond shines
Tell me lies I love to believe
Her age is always twenty two
Her laughing eyes, a hazel hue
Spends my money like water falls
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
Sing a blue a and wailing song
Guitar rings a melody
Guitar sings, Loretta's fine
Long and lazy, blond and free
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
'Least not 'til she's all alone
Loretta, I won't be gone long
Keep your dancing slippers on
Keep me on your mind a while
I'm coming home
I'm coming home

Oh Loretta she's my barroom girl
Wears them sevens on her sleeve
Dances like a diamond shines
Tell me lies I love to believe
Her age is always twenty two
Her laughing eyes, a hazel hue
Spends my money like water falls
Loves me like I want her to
Loves me like I want her to
Loves me like I want her to

Copyright: Wixen Music Publishing
Writer(s): Townes Van Zandt