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Eddy Arnold - Texarkana Baby lyrics
(Fred Rose - Cottonseed Clark) She's my Texarkana baby Do I love her Lowdy Law Her pappy came from Texas Her maw from Arkansas. I'm twisted round her finger Like a little piece of string And yet I'm satisfied because She's such a precious thing. If she hauled off and slapped me I would never feel the sting She's my Texarkana baby She's my Texarkana baby Do I love her Lowdy Law Her pappy came from Texas And her maw from Arkansas. She's pretty as a picture And you ought to hear her name It's sweet as sarghum syrup And good ol' blue ribbon cane. She gives me lots of sugar and she never spills a grain she's my Texarkana baby. She's my Texarkana baby Do I love her Lowdy Law Her pappy came from Texas And her maw from Arkansas. One night I went a callin' On my pretty little maid I must admit to you I was a little bit afraid. To offer her a diamond ring With one installment pay She's my Texarkana baby. --- Instrumental --- She's my Texarkana baby Do I love her Lowdy Law Her pappy came from Texas And her maw from Arkansas. She's got two eyes that twinkle Like a good ol' country star She's got a perfect figure That'll stop you where you are. Why everytime I look at her I think of my guitar She's my Texarkana baby... |
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