Sioux City Sue, Sioux City Sue,

Your hair is red, your eyes are blue

I'd swap my horse and dog for you, oh

Sioux City Sue, Sioux City Sue

There ain't no gal as true as my sweet Sioux City Sue.



I drove a herd of cattle out

From old Nebraska way

That's how I come to be in the state of I-o-way.

I met a gal and asked her how

She said