Lyrics:

Now, let me take you to the movies, Magg, so I can hold your hand
Oh, it ain't that I don't like your house, it's just that dog gone man
And that double barrel behind the door that waits for me, I know
Oh, climb upon ol' Becky's back and let's ride to the picture show

I only see her once a week, and it's when my work is through
I break new ground the whole week long, but my mind's set straight on you
And I polished up my old horse Beck, and she looks good, I know
So climb upon ol' Becky's back and let's ride to the picture show

Now, let me take you to the movies, Magg, so I can hold your hand
Oh, it ain't that I don't like your house, it's just that dog gone man
And that double barrel behind the door that waits for me, I know
Oh, climb upon ol' Becky's back and let's ride to the picture show

Well, I break new ground the whole week long with my mind's set straight on you
And every time I try to smile, my heart it breaks in two
I slick myself for Saturday night 'cause there's one thing I know
I'm going to take my Maggie dear to the western picture show

Now won't you let me take you to the show, so I can hold your hand
But it ain't that I don't like your house, it's just that dog gone man
And that double barrel behind the door that waits for me, I know
So climb upon ol' Becky's back and let's ride to the picture show