Oh Loretta she's my barroom girl 
wears them sevens on her sleeve 
Dances like a diamond shines 
Tell me lies I love to believe 
Her age is always 22 
Her laughing eyes a hazel hue 
Spends my money like water falls 
Loves me like I want her to

Oh, Loretta, won't you say to me 
Darling, put your guitar on 
have a little shot of booze 
play a blue a 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 any time

Sweetest at the break of day 
prettiest in the setting sun 
she don't cry when I can't stay 
'least not till she's all alone 
Loretta, I won't be gone long 
keep your dancing slippers on 
keep me on your mind a while 
I'll be back, babe, to make you smile