Lo And Behold Lyrics

Lo And Behold

I pulled out for San Anton',

  D

I never felt so good.

   A

My woman said she'd meet me there

       D

And of course, I knew
she would.

    A

The coachman, he hit me for my hook

      
D

And he asked me my name.

  A

I give it to him right
away,

      D       

And I hung my head in shame.

A

Lo
and behold! Lo and behold!

D

Lookin' for my lo and behold,

C 
    G          A

Get me outa here, my dear man!



I come into
Pittsburgh

At six-thirty flat.

I found myself a vacant seat

An' I put down my hat.

"What's the matter, Molly, dear,

What's
the matter with your mound?"

"What's it to ya, Moby Dick?

This is
chicken town!"

Lo and behold! Lo and behold!

Lookin' for my lo and
behold,

Get me outa here, my dear man!



I bought myself a
herd of moose,

One day she could call her own.*)

Well, she came out
the very next day

To see where they had flown.

I'm goin' down to
Tennessee,

Get me a truck 'r somethin'.

Gonna save my money and rip
it up!

- - -

Lo and behold! Lo and behold!

Lookin' for my lo
and behold,

Get me outa here, my dear man!



Now, I come in on
a ferris wheel

An' boys, I sure was slick.

I come in like a ton of
bricks,

Laid a few tricks on 'em.

Goin' back to Pittsburgh,

Count up to thirty,

Round that horn and ride that herd,

Gonna
thread up!**)

Lo and behold! Lo and behold!

Lookin' for my lo and
behold,

Get me outa here, my dear man!