Loretta she's my barroom girl, wears them sevens on her sleeve
Dances like a diamond shines, tells 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
Loretta won't you say to me, “Darlin' 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, and 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 'til she's all alone
Loretta I won't be long gone, keep your dancing slippers on
Keep me on your mind a while, I'm coming home to make you smile