Pretty lady, you've got nothing to fear What would you do if I was to say Just take the wheel, and steer And I will find us the way? Would she kiss, the lights of the hills? Will she roll, like the hills? Pretty lady, do you hear, your name, they cheer? You're taking me down to your operate Miss Hubbard's shoe is near We'll drink whiskey on sunny days and never leave the room Would she kiss, the lights of the hills? Will she roll, like the hills? Would she kiss, the lights of the hills? Will she roll, like the hills? Would she kiss, the lights of the hills? Will she roll, like the hills?