Next Week Sometime

I went out last night just to walk around
And let the cool breeze fill my head
When this young lady walked up to me
And this is what she said
"Hey there mister you're a nice big fella
And your looking mighty fine
Howz about we go to a fine French restaurant
You can buy me imported wine"

I told her next week sometime, but no not now
I never did believe in buying Boudreauxs for ladies on the very first date
No how
Well I told her to give me sometime to think
And I might just buy that imported drink
But it'll be next week sometime
But no not now

Well I went to see the fortune teller
Just to have my fortune told
She said "young man your almost rich
Your worth a great big pot of gold
Now the way you've got to get this gold
You better listen while I tell
You've got to sneak into the lonesome graveyard
When the clock is striking 12
Well I got my pick and my shovel
I made the graveyard at 12 last night
When I got there I do declare
I spied a form all dressed in white
When I spied that form all dressed in white
My blood ran both hot and cold
He said "hey there mister don't be afraid
I'm going to help you dig your gold

I told him next week some time but no not now
I never did believe in digging ditches in a graveyard with a headless form
No how
Well me and this thing we when't chest to chest
He said "hey there buddy when you gonna rest?"
I said next week some time
But no not now!