ballad of ole' betsy

betsy

betsy

ahhhhh

she was born in '32

and was she ever pretty

she rode a freight train west

all the way from detroit city

betsy's seen more places than i'll ever hope to see

betsy's been more loyal than any friend could be

with some she traveled fast

with others it was slow

betsy's seen them all

she'd seen them come and go

she must have had some others before i finally met her

and now that she's all mine

they'd better just forget her

betsy was a lady and that she will remain

betsy took some beatings but she never once complained

she had a classic beauty that everyone could see

i was the last to meet her

but she gave her life to me

she may be rusted iron

but to me she's solid gold

and i just can't hold the tears back

'cause betsy's growing old