I pulled out for San Anton'   I never felt so good   My woman said she'd meet me there   And of course I knew she would      The coachman, he hit me for my hook   And he asked me my name   I give it to him right away   Then I hung my head in shame      Lo and behold! Lo and behold!   Lookin' for my lo and behold!   Get me outta here, my dear man      I come in Pittsburgh   At six-thirty flat   I found myself a vacant seat   An' I put down my hat      What's the matter, Molly dear   What's the matter with your mound?   What's it to ya, Moby Dick?   This is chicken town      Lo and behold! Lo and behold!   Lookin' for my lo and behold!   Get me outta here, my dear man      I bought my girl a herd of moose   One she can call her own   Well, she came out the very next day   See where they had flown      I'm goin' down to Tennessee   Get me a truck or somethin'   I wanna save my money   And rip it up      Lo and behold! Lo and behold!   Lookin' for my lo and behold!   Get me outta here, my dear man      Now I come in on a ferris wheel   An' the boys I sure was slick   I come in like a ton of bricks   Laid a few tricks on 'em      Goin' back to Pittsburgh   Count up to thirty   Round that horn and ride that herd   Gonna thread up      Lo and behold! Lo and behold!   Lookin' for my lo and behold!   Get me outta here, my dear man