Now let me take you to the movies Magg

So I can hold your hand

Well it ain't that I don't like your house

It's just that doggone man

And that dubbel barrel behind the door

It waits for Carl I know

So climb upon ol' Becky's back

And let's ride to the picture show



I only see her once the week

And that's when my work is through

I break new ground the whole week long

With my mind set straight on you

I've polished up my ol' horse becky

And she looks good I know

So climb upon ol' Becky's back

And let's ride to the picture show



Well I slick myself too, Saturdaynight

'Cause there's one thing I know

Now me and that little Maggie dear

We're goin' to the picture show

So look out dad, just back up boy

'Cause you are in the way

We'll see you down at the western show

And we will watch the play