Mean Old Frisco Blues

Well that mean old old frisco And that lowdown santa fe Done took my babe away Lord and blowed back at me Yes my mama told me Papa told me too Son every woman scream in your face Lord she ain't no friend to you Lord I wonder Do she ever think of me Well I wonder I wonder Will my babe come back to me Yes I'm standing and looking Watching that southern whistle blow Well she didn't catch that southern Lord now where did the woman go Lord I ain't got no Special rider here I might leave Because I don't feel welcome here