My San Antonio Mamma

I was a brakeman out on the Texas Line

I was a brakeman out on the Texas Line

Never had the blues

I was happy all the time.

Met a pretty Mama, from San Antonio

Met a pretty Mama, from San Antonio

She had big blue eyes

That would knock a groundhog cold.

She said she loved me, trusted her like a fool

She said she loved me, trusted her like a fool

But I soon found out

That she broke the Golden Rule.

Then one bright night, the moon was a-shining down

Then one bright night, the moon was a-shining down

And I caught my two-time

Mama turning her Daddy down.

I’m through with women, no more gals from me

I’m through with women, no more gals from me

Gon’t to hop a freight

Back to good old Tennessee.