DThe House stood on the outskirts Gof an old ghost tDown,
I brushed aside the cobwebs, walked Ain and looked around.
DI found a dusty diary, beGside a worn out Dbed.
Dated eighteen eighty two and Athis is what it Dsaid.
This town has seven blacksmiths, Gtwenty five saDloons,
Thirty seven churches and two Ahundred hotel rooms.
More Dlonghorn Texas cattle than GI have ever Dseen
and the finest little cathouse this Aside of New OrDleans.
DIn the house of negotiable affections.
Every cowboy is as special as the A7next one.
All the Dladies are so D7lovely, with their Gpainted on comG7plexions.
At the Dhouse of neAgotiable afGfections.
From Kansas down to Texas is a long and tiresome course,
And a cowbow needs more comfort than a sidekick and a horse.
So he'll climb that spiral staircase to a dim lit little room.
Where he'll touch those red silk stockings and smell that sweet perfume.
In the house of negotiable affections.
There's Kansans and Nebraskans and there's Texans
Looking up at the ceiling, laughing at their own reflections.
In the house of negotiable affections.
I closed that dusty diary and laid it on the shelf.
Then all at once the bedsprings started squeaking by themselves.
And I saw her ghostly figure I nearly died of fright
She said for half a dollar you can stay with me tonight.
In the house of negotiable affections.
She was wearing nothing but a pale complexion.
I guess you might say I made a spiritual connection
In the house of negotiable affections.
There's a fDew old cowboy bonD7es, but mostly Gghostly appaG7ritions.
In the hDouse of neAgotiable aDffections.