the night is cold here on this ground   I hear that dog a howling makes me want to smile - cause   I know a rowdy place where    the whiskeys warm and women are too   when I get to Ybor City    all them women going to love me through and through      the tensions mounting boy them bullets fly   roll over on my back and stare into the sky   them stars look cold and lonesome   but I know where the ladies are sweet as wine   when I get to Ybor City    all the women going to love me out my mind      give me a minute boys   I ain’t dead yet   it’s just I’m tired of fighting    let me catch my breath - cause   I know a place that smells of   cigars and sweet, sweet perfume   when I get to Ybor City   all them women going to treat me like a king   when I get to Ybor City   all them women going to treat me like a king      all you women going to treat me like a king      fighting for my life said around midnight   all you women going to treat me like a king