Well my pretty baby just left me this morning Said she didn’t wanna see me no more Told me not to call her on the telephone And never come a-knocking on her door Well I fumed and I fussed and I might have cried a little My head went a-spinning around But with a little bit of luck and my little black book I’ll have another’n before the sun goes down What my baby didn’t know was the same thing happened Not once but a half a dozen times And she didn’t realize that with a telephone call I’d have another fickle chicken on the line But every time I leave I do my best to play the part Of the lovesick heart broke clown But with a little bit of luck and my little black book I’ll have another’n before the sun goes down Now I haven’t got a thing against a pretty little woman Like her walk and her talk and her smile I’ve been liking pretty girls since I found they wasn’t boys And let me tell ya buddy that’s been quite a while I like the hugging and the squeezing and the kissing and the teasing But don’t you let ’em push me around ’Cause with a little bit of luck and my little black book I’ll have another’n before the sun goes down Now that little girl’s out a-telling everybody How she made a big fool out of me But while I’m out tonight a-romping and a-stomping She’ll be watching Dr. Casey on TV So girls let me tell ya better do a little thinking ’Fore you tell your loving man to leave town ’Cause with a little bit of luck and a little black book He’ll get another’n before the sun goes down ’Cause with a little bit of luck and a little black book He’ll get another’n before the sun goes down