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Paroles : Loretta (Live at the Old Quarter)

Well, Loretta, she's a barroom girl
Wears them 7s on her sleeve
Dances like a diamond shines
Tells me lies I love to believe

Her age is always 22
Her laughing eyes a hazel hue
Spends my money like water falls
Loves me like I want her to

Ah Loretta, won't you say to me?
Darling, put your guitar on
Have a little shot of booze
Play a blue and wailing song

My guitar rings a melody
My guitar sings, Loretta's fine
Long and lazy, blonde and free
I can have her anytime

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