What is it she does to me
What mad kinda thrill do I find
Looking at her walking, just walking by
Don’t know I’m alive but she’s driving me out of my..
On the Chissom Trail it was midnight
Carmela was strong on his mind
Because of the life he had chosen
Carmela had left him behind
Too long he’d been a bandito
Carmela had left him alone
But today someone brought a message
She’d been seen in old San Antone
There’s a story in our town
Of the prettiest girl around
Golden hair and eyes of blue
How those eyes could flash at you
(How those eyes could flash at you)
Boys hung ’round her by the score
But she loved the boy next door
who worked at the candy store
“Mrs. Johnson, you’re wearing your dresses way too high
It’s reported you’ve been drinking and a-runnin’ ’round with men and going wild
And we don’t believe you ought to be bringing up your little girl this way
I thought that you would be a perfect lover
You seemed so full of sweetness at the start
But like a big red rose that’s made of paper
There isn’t any sweetness in your heart
Out through the back door of Rosa’s I ran
Out where the horses were tied
I caught a good one
It looked like it could run
Up on its back and away I did ride
Now we’re all so proud of grandpa,
He’s been taking this so well.
See him in there watching football,
drinking root beer and
playing cards with Cousin Mel.
It’s not Christmas without Grandma,
All the family’s dressed in black
and we just can’t help but wonder:
Should we open up her gifts,
or send them back?
Send them back!!