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