That’ll Never Happen No More Dave Van Ronk

I met a gal in a cabaret
Pretty papa, will you go my way
Her man know what it all about
She brought me home just to kick me out
Broke my nose and she split my chin
Don't let me catch you round here again
Whippin' through the kitchen out the door
She beat me with a chair till my head got sore

That'll never happen no more
That'll never happen no more

Live in Chicago in the winter and fall
Cause me to wear my overalls
I got drunk and it was my fault
I was drinkin' tequila and leavin' the salt
I met a gal in a big mink coat
Fancy car and a forty-foot boat
Pulled a gun and she take my dough
I didn't hollar and I didn't get sore

That'll never happen no more
That'll never happen no more

Went to a party the other night
Got into drinkin', I was feelin' alright
You know, I lit up a reefer and I drank some gin
I sat there waitin' for the fun to begin
Pretty little girl walks up to me
Says, "Cummon, daddy, let's make whoopee!"
I woke up in an empty bed
My pockets was empty, a pain in my head