Gatsby's Restaurant Lyrics - June Carter Cash

I got tired of New York City, of its sidewalks and its heat 

So I got myself a great big horse and I rode him down the street 

And then I hollered, "Hi, ho, Silver" and, "Get 'em up, Scout" 

But I suffered aggravation and a great humiliation 

So I finally said I'd let the story out 

You can't ride a big white horse into the front of Gatsby's door 

You can't call out, "Hi, ho, Silver" as you scoot across the floor 

Twenty big Italians had me bent down on my knees 

And I cried, "Oh, ouch, help Lord" and, "Mama Mia, please" 

Well, he broke into a cantor down around ol' Times Square 

And my cowboy boots and hat, I left them somewhere way back there 

Then he stomped and reared and turned and bucked 

And took off to the South 

And I slid through Gatsby's Restaurant with his tail stuck in my mouth 

But you can't ride a big white horse into the front of Gatsby's door 

You don't call out, "Hi, ho, Silver" as you scoot across the floor 

Twenty big Italians had me bent down on my knees 

And I cried, "Oh, ouch, help Lord" and, "Mama Mia, please" 

Now, down at Gatsby's Restaurant, there's a picture hanging there 

Of a petrified Italian with escargot in his hair 

And there's a big, white horse rug lying by the door 

And I'm washing dishes in the back and sweepin' up the floor 

But you don't ride a big, white horse into the front of Gatsby's door 

You don't call out, "Hi, ho, Silver" as you scoot across the floor 

Twenty big Italians had me bent down on my knees 

And I cried, "Oh, ouch, help Lord" and, "Mama Mia, please"