| Lyrics: | FRANK BUTLER:
I'm honored, I'm flattered,
This greeting really mattered.
This
welcome is grand
But I'm really concerned.
I like your attention
But this I
have to mention
You're playing with fire
And up to get burned!
There's a girl
in Tennessee
Who's sorry she met up with me
I can't go back to Tennessee,
I'm a
bad, bad man!
There's a girl in Omaha,
But I ran faster than her Pa,
I can't go
back to Omaha
There's a girl in Wyoming,
And they're combing Wyoming
To find a
man in white
Who was out with her that night!
There's a girl in Arkansas,
The
Sheriff is her brother-in-law,
I can't go back to Arkansas,
I'm a bad, bad man!
I'm enlightened, but frightened.
Though my int'rest you've heightened.
It might turn
out to be
That too much, too much for me!
So I'll go back to my tent,
And
someday when you're old and bent,
Think of those you might have spent
With a bad, bad
man |
