Penny LaRue

Louisiana mornin’ at the break of day
Louisiana mornin’ at the break of day
He pulled into town in a red Chevrolet

He come from New Orleans and his eyes are blue
He come from New Orleans and his eyes are blue
Said he’s looking for a girl named Penny LaRue

In his back pocket gotta picture of her
In his back pocket gotta picture of her
In a red cotton dress and a coat made of fur

Momma she told me this man’s not for you
Momma she told me this man’s not for you
He’s in love with a bad girl named Penny LaRue

It’s clear she don’t love him but he ain’t got no clue
It’s clear she don’t love him but be ain’t got no clue
He’d trade this whole world for Penny LaRue

It’s clear he don’t love me but what can I do
It’s clear he don’t love me but what can I do
I’d trade this whole wide world to be Penny LaRue

Can’t wear yellow, can’t wear blue
Everything reminds him of Penny LaRue
Can’t sing a sad song like she used to do
No one compares to Penny LaRue
No one compares to Penny LaRue
Miss Penny LaRue

music & lyrics: Mary James