Hugging And Chalking

I gotta gal who's mighty sweet With blue eyes and tiny feet Her name is Rosabelle Magee And she tips the scale at three o three Oh gee, but ain't it grand to have a girl so big and fat that when you go to hug her You don't know where you're at You have to take a piece of chalk in your hand And hug a way and chalk a mark to see where you began One day, I was a huggin' and a chalkin' And a chalkin' and a huggin' a way When I met another fella with some chalk in his hand A comin' around the other way over the mountain A comin' around the other way Nobody ever said I'm weak My bones don't ache, my joints don't creak But I, I grow pale and I get limp Every time I kiss my baby blimp Oh gee, but ain't it grand to have a girl so big and fat that when you hug her (You don't know where you're at) (You have to take a piece of chalk in your hand) (And hug a way and chalk a mark to see where you began) One day I was a huggin' and a chalkin' and a beggin' her to be my bride When I met another fella with some chalk in his hand A comin' around the other side of the mountain A comin' around the other side She's a mile wide (Chalkin' a mark down in Yellowstone park) When I met another fella with some chalk in his hand A comin' around the other side (over the mountain) Over the great divide