Boston Girls

Well, I rolled into town
On a winter day
About time I had spent
Every nickel that I'd saved

The bars were all open
And probably never closed
Cause the only time I went drinkin'
Was when I was drinkin' alone

Well, I saw you on a barstool
Rippin' a cigarette
You had a tattoo of a sailor
And your lipstick was red

When I asked what your name was
She said I shouldn't know
Cause the woman wasn't a woman
Her damn name was Joe

Well, the Boston Girls ain't so bad
Yeah, they like my accent, that's all I have
Well, the Boston Girls will treat you fine
But I couldn't seem to make one mine

So I headed back to the southland
With holes in my shoes
Tried to find a woman
But all I got was the blues

I never liked the cold
It sucked anyway
So I tell you this story
So you don't make the same mistake

Well, the Boston Girls ain't so bad
Yeah, they like my accent, that's all I have
Well, the Boston Girls will treat you fine
But I couldn't seem to make one mine

Well, the Boston Girls ain't so bad
Yeah, they like my accent, that's all I have
Well, the Boston Girls will treat you fine
But I couldn't seem to make one mine
But I couldn't seem to make one mine