My daddy was a handsome gambler He had a chain, five miles long On every link, a heart detangled Of another maid he'd loved and wronged He'd tell to you some loving story He'd make you think he believed them true But love grows cold, as love grows older And fades away like morning dew I'd rather be in some dark hollow Where the sun refuse to shine Than to live here in Missouri With your memory always haunting my mind Come all ye fair and tender ladies Take warning how you caught your men They're like a star on a summers morning First they appear, then they're gone again *Whistling* Come all ye fair and tender ladies Take warning how you caught your men They're like a star on a summers morning First they appear, then they're gone again *Harmonica solo*