I have had some exciting women
That destiny sent me along
And many times they enchanted
In that there is nothing wrong
There was a Commanche squaw
Out in Arkansas
A game girl dont you all see
But one thing that was wrong
In our love song
Was the way she tried to scalp me
No gentle touch dare I complain much
And My instinct shoud have known best
But i ne'er could resist or even desist
Her war dance all over my chest

Then across Skagway beaches
In Northern reaches
I am sure you know only well
Lived a dame with a name
And a mighty strong fame
Twas that darling called Eskimo Nell
Wow was she strong and dont get me wrong
she had a smile you would willingly kill for
But her scent you could box
For she smelled like an  ox
The aroma diploma so true  
The problem with her
Was her man like a bear
That pussycat Dan Mcgrew

But of all these  exciting women  
That regularly came my way
There is none that compare
With the beauties so rare
To be found in a poets bay
They will tease you and test you 
until all that you can do
Is to cry for help from your mother
For fear to tread in the sirens web
God help me I tell the truth brother
For I wandered there an innocent fair
Game for a  kiss or two
And I sampled many but no one called Jenny 
She could wait what else could I do

So to  Cindy mac who nothing did lack
I gave her  a nice puckeroo
Please dont think me fickle
But the girl who can tickle
Is the yankee called Cindy Blue
Shes a babe  with a wiggle 
Oh  how she can giggle 
Her charms sure take me apart  
but I am game for a laugh
In this heroes gaff 
And adore you dear Kathy Lockhart
And your sister is pretty
knows all of the ditties  
Dear Phyliss  your a film buff and true

I wouldnt have missed ya 
But would like to have kissed ya
When I was about fourty two
And in Vastenmanland  by Malaran sands 
Exciting ladies do dwell
And when I was a knight and not so forthright 
I wandered my heart for to sell
Yet it wasnt to be
My lance dont you see
Was crumpled and bent like a corkscrew
So I wandered the world
As adventures unfurled
God blimey what else could I do
Of all the exciting women
That happened to pass my way
There are none that compare
As the ladies all fair
To be found in a poets bay

To all of  the poet bay beauties 
Wherever they be
My god how you all enthrall me