Lyrics:

I met a little girl in Saskatoon
She was beaming, bold and beautiful
And higher than the moon
Before I could profess she left too soon
The words she spoke were enough to make me blue

She said, 'I know just what you're wishin'
But Two folks in our condition
We'd never leave this barroom with our pride
So go about your earthly mission
Don't trust no politicians
You look to yours and I will look to mine'

And I met a Nashville honky-tonkin' queen
And the caress of her amber lips
Was reserved for Jim Beam
I took her by the arm and she made a scene
The whiskey was yet to dull her tongue it seemed

She said, 'I know just what you're wishin'
Two folks in our condition
We'd never leave this barroom with our pride
So go about your earthly mission
Don't trust no politicians
You look to yours and I will look to mine'

Now West-by God-Virginia's where I'm bound
She's as wild, she's as wonderful
As any girl I've found
She'll keep me just as long as I'm around
And I never have to hear that awful sound

Well, I know just what you're wishin'
But two folks in our condition
We'd never leave this barroom with our pride
So go about your earthly mission
Don't trust no politicians
You look to yours and I will look to mine
You look to yours and I will look to mine