Frank Sinatra Hair Of Gold, Eyes Of Blue Lyrics

I came down from b___e, 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
Shes the prettiest gal I ever know and Im 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 Im gonna make her mine.