Met the girl that I love, In a town way down in Texas. 'Neath the stars up above, She was the sweetest girl I ever did see. So I held her in my arms and, Told her of her many charms, An' I kissed her while the fiddles played, The Bonaparte's Retreat. All the world was bright as I held her on that night, And I heard her say: "Don't you ever go away." So I held her in my arms and, Told her of her many charms, An' I kissed her while the guitars played, The Bonaparte's Retreat. All the world was bright as I held her on that night, And I heard her say: "Don't you ever go away." So I held her in my arms and, Told her of her many charms, An' I kissed her while the guitars played, The Bonaparte's Retreat. Instrumental close.
Met the girl that I love, In a town way down in Texas. 'Neath the stars up above, She was the sweetest girl I ever did see. So I held her in my arms and, Told her of her many charms, An' I kissed her while the fiddles played, The Bonaparte's Retreat. All the world was bright as I held her on that night, And I heard her say: "Don't you ever go away." So I held her in my arms and, Told her of her many charms, An' I kissed her while the guitars played, The Bonaparte's Retreat. All the world was bright as I held her on that night, And I heard her say: "Don't you ever go away." So I held her in my arms and, Told her of her many charms, An' I kissed her while the guitars played, The Bonaparte's Retreat. Instrumental close.
