As I rode out last winter's night
A drinkin' of sweet wine
Conversin' with that pretty little girl
That stole this heart of mine
Who will shoe your pretty little foot
Who will glove your hand
Who will kiss your ruby red lips
Who will be your man
Who will be your man, my love
Who will be your man
Who will kiss your ruby red lips
And who will be your man
Mama will shoe my pretty little foot
Papa will glove my hand
You never will kiss my ruby red lips
And I don't need no man
I don't need no man, my love
I don't need no man
You never will kiss my ruby red lips
And I don't need no man
The longest train that ever I saw
Was a hundred wagons long
The only girl I ever did love
Is with that train and gone
With that train and gone, my love
With that train and gone
The only girl I ever did love
Is on that train and gone
I wish to the Lord I'd never been born
Or roamed when I was young
I'd never have seen her rosy cheeks
Nor heard her lyin' tongue
Heard her lyin' tongue, my love
Heard her lying tongue
I'd never have seen her rosy red cheeks
Nor heard her lyin' tongue
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Many verses of this American folk song are common in ballads throughout the Southern United States, and also appear in the tragic Scottish ballad, "The Lass of Loch Royal."
A drinkin' of sweet wine
Conversin' with that pretty little girl
That stole this heart of mine
Who will shoe your pretty little foot
Who will glove your hand
Who will kiss your ruby red lips
Who will be your man
Who will be your man, my love
Who will be your man
Who will kiss your ruby red lips
And who will be your man
Mama will shoe my pretty little foot
Papa will glove my hand
You never will kiss my ruby red lips
And I don't need no man
I don't need no man, my love
I don't need no man
You never will kiss my ruby red lips
And I don't need no man
The longest train that ever I saw
Was a hundred wagons long
The only girl I ever did love
Is with that train and gone
With that train and gone, my love
With that train and gone
The only girl I ever did love
Is on that train and gone
I wish to the Lord I'd never been born
Or roamed when I was young
I'd never have seen her rosy cheeks
Nor heard her lyin' tongue
Heard her lyin' tongue, my love
Heard her lying tongue
I'd never have seen her rosy red cheeks
Nor heard her lyin' tongue
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Many verses of this American folk song are common in ballads throughout the Southern United States, and also appear in the tragic Scottish ballad, "The Lass of Loch Royal."