Hair of Gold, Eyes of Blue

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