Well, that mean old Frisco and that lowdown Santa Fe Well, that mean old Frisco, lowdown Santa Fe Well, they stole my girl, took my baby away I was standin', I was listenin' for that southern whistle to blow I was standin' and listenin' for that whistle to blow Well, where took my baby, I swear I don't know Well, I ain't, I ain't got no, well, I ain't got no rider here Lord, I ain't got no rider, special rider here Well, I think I will leave, cause I ain't welcome here Shrink, keep your hands off of her, don't belong to you Shrink, keep your hands off of her, don't belong to you She's mine, oh mine, no matter what she do Well, my mama, she done told me, well, my papa told me too Yes, my mama told me, and my papa told me too Well, people grin in your face, they ain't no friend to you Well, that mean old Frisco, and that lowdown Santa Fe Well, that mean old Frisco, lowdown Santa Fe Well, they stole my girl, took my baby away Well, that lowdown Frisco, oh, she's mine