I'm keeping steady company with Herman,
handsome, wavy hair,
and four feet ten.
And the date we're fixing to determine,
so he's courting me from
now till then.
Every night we go to see the movies,
cause it's dark and we can be old.
But his only satisfaction
comes from cowboy films with action,
and brother, when that action starts,
I'm really on my own.
But first he holds my hand,
my head is on his shoulder,
I hear him whisper, darling,
just one glance and
Hey, look at that!
They're holding out the stakes, folks!
Goodbye, romance!
And then I snuggle close,
I'm hoping he gets bolder
He sighs and murmurs, baby,
you entranced me
Wow, look at that!
The cattle is stampeding!
Goodbye, romance!
Now what manner of man is this Herman,
this frustrated buckaroo?
Well listen,
I'll tell you what goes with him
on a typical day
Here's what he goes through
He's up at five and in the saddle,
says he's rounding up the cattle
But if you look close you'll find
a milk wagon
right behind his horse
On his route he's all aflutter,
hurting cream and rustling butter
And as he goes by,
honor's your P .I .O. Grade A,
of course!
He wears a ten -gallon hat
on his pint -sized head
And he odors cowboy ditties
like they're bingo
And at the end of the long, long trail
He's empty -bottled, jingle -jangle -jingle
And at last, when his day is done
He gallops flippity -clop to my gate
A -packin' his cat pistol
and a -twirlin' his lasso
And I'm roped in on an
other movie show.
We sit there in the dark,
I whisper, do you love me?
He sighs, and I know this is my big chance.
Then... The Reds can start
a -hootin'
and the Posse start to shootin'
And the hero is a -fightin'
and the villain's dynamitin'
And the drummin' boys
are drummin'
Cuz the galleries are comin'
And the bugles start to blowin'
And come on, you joke, we're goin'
An d goodbye to Sweet Romance