FRANK BUTLER:
I'm honored, I'm flattered,
This greeting really mattered.
This welcome is grand
But I'm really concerned.
I like your attention
But this I have to mention
You're playing with fire
And apt to get burned!
There's a girl in Tennessee
Who's sorry she met up with me
Can't go back to Tennessee,
I'm a bad, bad man!
There's a girl in Omaha,
But I ran faster than her Pa,
Can't go back to Omaha
I'm a bad, bad man!
There's a girl in Wyoming,
And they're combing Wyoming
To find the man in white
Who was out with her that night!
There's a girl in Arkansas,
The Sheriff is her brother-in-law,
Can't go back to Arkansas,
I'm a bad, bad man!
GIRLS:
You are making too much fuss
For we don't give a tinker's cuss
We've been out,yes each of us
With a bad, bad man
We've been chasing up and down
The other show has just left town
And the one who played the clown
Was a bad, bad man
FRANK BUTLER:
I'm enlightened, but I'm frightened.
Though my int'rest you've heightened.
It might turn out to be
That you're much too much for me
So I'll go back to my tent,
And someday when you're old and bent,
Think of hours you might have spent
With a bad, bad man!
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