Dakota

I sorta met Dakota
Introduced by Minnesota
I just smiled
She was six feet tall
She said she hated these walls
We stepped outside for air
She wore a plain green dress
Said it was cold and it was best
She should be running
She kissed my ear and said, «My dear
Come see me soon
Naked I am stunning»
«And when you do come
Bring your six guns
Keep them loaded», said Dakota
«And when you do come
Bring your six-guns
And keep them loaded», said Dakota
I said one of these days
One of these days
One of these days
I will come, come
She had something, oh, my, my
Make me jump high in the sky, I swear
She had something, yipee, kay, yay
Meaner than a dog that’s lost his head
She had something, made me sore
I did one who much, much more than good luck
You can go and mark my word
Dakota drove a big black Ford pickup truck
«And when you do come
Bring your six guns
Keep them loaded», said Dakota
«And when you do come
Bring your six-guns
And keep them loaded», said Dakota
I said one of these days
One of these days
One of these days
I will come, come
One of these days
One of these days
One of these days
I will come, come