Lyrics

The prettiest girl in all the world Lives in a little Spanish town But I left her for a bonnie lass And I told her I'd see her around But that bonnie lass and her heart of glass Could not hold a candle to bummin' around So don't cry for me, 'cause I'm going away And I'll be back some lucky day So tell the boys back home that I'm doing just fine I left all my troubles and woe So sing about me, for I can't come home I've many, many, many more miles to go Why, there's Miss Kelsey, she taught dance at our school And old Johnny O'Toole, I'll still beat you at pool So don't cry for me for I'm going away And I'll be back some lucky day Well, when I was a boy, my daddy sat me on his knee And he told me, he told me many things And he said, "Son, there's a lot of things in this world That you're gonna have no use for And when you get blue and you've lost all your dreams There's nothin' like a campfire and a can of beans." Why, there's Miss Kelsey, she taught dance at our school And old Johnny O'Toole, I'll still beat you at pool So don't cry for me, for I'm goin' away And I'll be back some lucky day So don't cry for me, for I'm goin' away And I'll be back some lucky day