It was in the spring one sunny day,
My good gal left me Lord she went away.
And now she's gone but I don't worry,
'cause I'm sitting on top of the world.
She called me up from down in El Paso,
Said come back, daddy, Lord I need you so.
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust,
Show me a woman a man can trust.
Mississippi River, deep, muddy and wide,
The woman I'm loving is on the other side.
You don't like my peaches, don't you shake my tree,
Get out of my orchard, let my peaches be.
Don't you come here running, holding out your hand,
I'll get me a woman, like you got you a man.
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