A Brown Eyed Beauty

A Brown Eyed Beauty The train slowed down and fin'ly stopped Here in our little town. A brown eyed beauty smiled and winked An' stepped down on the ground She said I heard that Texas men Can curl a young gal's toes I come all the way from Kansas To find me one of those Well we was all flabbergasted A lady talkin' such There ain't no Romeos in town In fact there just ain't much The saucy gal said, "Where's your mayor? Seems like the place to start." So up the street we tagged along To see our mayor, Bart Now Bart had been around the block Way back when he was young Maybe he could tell this gal The songs have all been sung Well, in she went to have her say An' then the sun went down So we all drifted on back home It's dark in our small town Next mornin' we all gathered round To watch her catch the train But there she was on Bart's front porch Singin' some old refrain She said, "Howdy boys, lovely morn! Ol' Bart's just sleepin' late. If you'd bring up my clothes and things I'd sure appreciate." Well, we was stunned to say the least As we brung up her clothes. Who'd have thought it'd be ol' Bart To curl them Kansas toes Now that's been ten years more or less Ol' Bart has kept his seat An' when we talk about his wife We don't mention her feet.