Ode to Ginger Gold, Madam of Frogtown

In the heat of Texas, 'neath the scorching sun,    
I toil and sweat till the day is done.    
With hands of steel, I pay my rent,    
but my heart needs a love that’s heaven sent.  
   
Up in Missouri, my wife does wait,    
Her gentle smile, her love so great.    
But in this town, love is bought and sold,    
I find solace with a girl named Ginger Gold.  
   
Her hair's aflame, her eyes are green,    
A body like hers, I've never seen.    
In her embrace, I forget the miles,    
Lost in the sweetness of her baby smiles.  
   
With every paycheck, I buy her love,    
Certain she was sent from God above.    
But as the weeks pass, my pockets grow light,    
Yet still, I return to her side each night.  
   
My dreams of home, they slowly fade,    
Sweet Ginger's charms keep me enslaved.    
I am but a man lost in the hold of lust,    
Forgetting the love in Missouri's dust.  
   
But now, as the work comes to an end,    
I long to return, my heart to mend.    
I bid farewell to Ginger Gold,    
And head up north with my heart so cold.  
   
Back to Missouri, I'll go once more,    
To the one I loved so long before.    
Though I may be poor in wealth and gold,    
I'll find true riches in the wife I hold.