Hair Of Gold, Eyes Of Blue lyrics

Song information

Artist: Frank Sinatra
Album: Now Is The Hour

Lyrics

I came down from butte, montana
For a little change of scene
And I stopped to stay in santa fe
Where I met a pretty queen
Hair of gold, eyes of blue
Lips like cherry wine
She's the prettiest gal I ever know and I'm gonna make her mine
Now I planned to leave on monday
But she held me kinda tight
So I stood my ground and hung around
And then I left on friday night
Oh, hair of gold, eyes of blue
Lips like cherry wine
The prettiest gal I ever knew and I'm gonna make her mine