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Capo 5th fret (sounding key D major)
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I pulled out for San Anton',
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I never felt so good.
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My woman said she'd meet me there
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And of course, I knew she would.
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The coachman, he hit me for my hook
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And he asked me my name.
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I give it to him right away,
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And I hung my head in shame.
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Lo and behold! Lo and behold!
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Lookin' for my lo and behold,
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Get me outa here, my dear man!
I come into Pittsburgh
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 d*ck?
This is chicken town!"
Lo and behold! Lo and behold!
Lookin' for my lo and behold,
Get me outa 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 'r somethin'.
Gonna save my money and rip it up!
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Lo and behold! Lo and behold!
Lookin' for my lo and behold,
Get me outa here, my dear man!
Now, I come in on a ferris wheel
An' boys, I sure was slick.
I come in like a ton of bricks,
Laid a few tricks on 'em.
Goin' back to Pittsburgh,
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 outa here, my dear man!