(Don Wayne)   Conway Twitty & Loretta Lynn      He walked into the bar    And parked his lanky frame    Upon a tall bar stool   With a long soft southern drawl    Said, I'll just have a glass of anything that's cool.      A barroom girl with wise and knowing eyes    Slowly looked me up and down   And she said, I wonder how on earth   That country bumpkin found his way to town.      And she said, Hello, country bumpkin,   How's the frost out on the pumpkin.   I've seen some sights but man you're somethin',   Where'd you come from country bumpkin?      Just a short year later in a bed of joy    Filled tears and death like pain   Into this wondrous world of many wonders    Another wonder came      That same woman's face was wrapped up    In a raptured look of love and tenderness   As I marvelled at the soft and warm    And cuddly boy child feeding at her breast.      And she said, Hello, country bumpkin,   Fresh as frost out on the pumpkins   I've seen some sights but babe you're somethin',   Mommy loves her country bumpkin.      Forty years of hard work later    In a simple, quiet and peaceful country place   The heavy hand of time had not erased    The raptured wonder from my woman's face.      She was lying on her death bed    Knowing fully well her race was nearly run   But she softly smiled and looked into    The sad eyes of her husband and her son.      And I said, So long country bumpkins,   The frost is gone now from the pumpkins,   I've seem some sights and life's been somethin'    See you later country bumpkins.      See you later country bumpkins...