[Verse 1]
Oh, oh, Carmelina
The daughter of the wealthy banker
Since she came to town, all my friends are gone
And I'm stuck out here with Melody

[Chorus]
Saddle up the palomino
The sun is going down
The way I feel, this must be real
Ooh ooh ooh

[Verse 2]
If you can't cut it
Don't pick up the knife
There's no reward in your conscience stored
When you're sleepin' with another man's wife

[Chorus]
Saddle up the palomino
The sun is going down
The way I feel, this must be real
Ooh ooh ooh, whoa

[Instrumental Break]
Ooh ooh ooh
[Verse 3]
I want to lick the platter
The gravy doesn't matter
It's a cold bowl of chili when love lets you down
But it's the neighbor's wife I'm after

[Chorus]
Saddle up the palomino
The sun is going down
The way I feel, this must be real
Ooh ooh ooh