Woody Guthrie — Buffalo Gals

I danced all night with a bottle in my hand A bottle in my hand, a bottle in my hand O oozed right over in the promised land Tell me, won't you come out tonight I danced with a gal with a hole in her stocking Her heel kept a-rockin' and her toe kept a-knockin' I danced with a gal with a hole in her stocking And we danced in the light of the moon I danced all night with a bottle in my hand A bottle in my hand, a bottle in my hand I danced all night with a bottle in my hand And oozed right over to the promised land I got a gal that lives on the hill Lives on the hill, lives on the hill I've got a gal that lives on the hill Tell me, won't you come out tonight The bootlegger's daughter and I love her still I love her still, I love her still The bootlegger's daughter and I love her still Tell me, won't you come out tonight I danced all night with a bottle in my hand A bottle in my hand, a bottle in my hand I danced all night with a bottle in my hand Oozed right over in the promised land Hurry up, Joe, and don't go slow Hurry up, Joe, and don't go slow Chicken in the bread pan, picking out the dough Hurry up, Pa, and on you go Well, a right foot up, left foot down Swing that gal around and round Right wing up, left wing down You just go a-kickin' at the floor I danced all night with a bottle in my hand A bottle in my hand, a bottle in my hand I danced all night with a bottle in my hand And oozed right over in the promised land