The Man From Bowling Green کے بول

She rode a slow train to the city She was young and she was pretty A full grown mountain woman That had blossomed in the spring She took a job a waiting tables At the House of Seven Gables There's where she met the man from Bowling Green He was somewhat older With hair down on his shoulders He knew how to touch a lady And he must have touched her dream He sang her songs And called her baby 'Til that country girl went crazy For that guitar picking man from Bowling Green Well, he got what he was after And after that, he left her He packed up his guitar And caught a westbound train This was just another city Where the country girls were pretty Easy picking for the man from Bowling Green Now my life has twisted Like a West Virginia backroad And the House of Seven Gables Has got a brand new queen And to any man who's buying I'll drink to keep from crying For that guitar picking man from Bowling Green I still love that guitar man from Bowling Green