She board a slow train to the city she was young and she was pretty A full grown mountain woman that had blossomed in the spring She took a job a waitin' tables at the House of Seven Gables And there's where she met the man from Bowling Green He was somewhat older with hair down to his shoulders He knew how to touch a lady and he must've touched her dream He sang her songs and called her baby till that country girl went crazy For that guitar picking man from Bowling Green Well he got what he was after and after that he left her He packed up his guitar and caught a westbound train This was just another city where the country girls were pretty Easy pickin's for the man from Bowling Green Now her life is twisty like some West Virginia backroads And the House of Seven Gables has got a brand new queen And to any man left by she'll drink to keep from cryin' For that guitar picking man from Bowling Green Oh she loves her guitar man from Bowling Green