Lyrics Next week sometime

I went out last night just to walk around and let the cool breeze fill my head, when this young lady walked up to me and this is what she said “ hey there mister you’re a nice big fella and your looking mighty fine, howz about we go to a fine French restaurant you can buy me imported wine” I said next week sometime, but no not now. I never did believe in buying Boudreaux’s’ for ladies on the very first date no how. Well I told her to give me sometime to think and I might just buy that imported drink, but it’ll be next week sometime but no not now

Well I went to see the fortune teller, just to have my fortune told. She said “ young man your almost rich your worth a great big pot of gold. Now the way you’ve got to get this gold you better listen while I tell! You’ve got to sneak into the lonesome graveyard when the clock is striking 12. well I got my pick and my shovel, I made the graveyard at 12 last night, when I got there I do declare I spied a form all dressed in white. When I spied that form all dressed in white my blood ran both hot and cold, he said “ hey there mister don’t be afraid I’m going to help you dig your gold” I said next week some time but no not now, I never did believe in digging ditches in a graveyard with a headless form no how. Well me and this thing we when’t chest to chest he said ” hey there mister when you gonna rest?” I said next week some time but no not now!