Once upon a time
An young lady was in her dress
Dancing in the village
God in heaven was her blessing

And just like in paradise

She´s staring at the window
With a smile in her face
I smell the sweetest perfume
Oh, my heart is full of grace

And just like in paradise
She´s got to be mine sometime

It´s cold in my room
The night´s coming soon
I catch my 6 string in my back
I´ll be singing my blues

The lady´s in that table
Sippin´a drink in the salloon
Some dirty and smelly man came
She´s lookin´herself in a spoom

But not like in paradise
She won´t to be him sometime

He says hi to her
She stands and returns
"You better be shaved and wash you hair
That is just the begin"

She walks close to me
And looking in my eyes - she said
"You better be smart and use your mind
That´s the right attitude
I am waiting for you!"

But just like in paradise
She wants to be mine, all right!

In front of salloon
I hold in her hands
She turns in my side and blink her eye
With everything else behind

So I kissed her lips
The wind blowing in her hair
Then I saw that light up from the sky
Was my Lord, It is true
Singing my Sweet Blues