If I ever get lucky mama
M-m, win my train fare home
If I ever get lucky babe
Oh, win my train fare home
I'm goin' back to the border
Where I'm better known, yeah

Oh your calf is hungry mama
Ah, mama I believe he needs a suck
Your calf is hungry mama
Ooh, baby I believe he needs a suck, yeah, oh yeah
But your milk is turning blue
Hey, I believe he's outta luck

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

You know you got me crawlin', babe, and the grass grows very high
I'm just gonna keep on crawlin' now baby until the day I die
I'm gonna crawl into your window
Crawl into your door
Crawl anyway you want now baby
Gonna crawl across your, oh, floor, yeah

Well that's all right mama
Oh baby that's all right for you
Oh that's all right baby, baby, baby
Mama that's all right for you
To be low down dirty, hey, any old way you do, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

You know you got me crawlin' babe, and the grass grows very high
I'm just gonna keep on crawlin' now until the day I die
Crawl up to your window,
Crawl up to your door
Gonna crawl any way you want now baby
Gonna crawl across your floor, crawl across your floor
Crawl across your floor, crawl across your
Crawl, crawl, crawl, crawl