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 She was born in 'thirty-two

 And was she ever pretty

 She rode a freight train west

 All the way from Detroit City

Betsy's seen more places

 Than I'll ever hope to see

Betsy's been more loyal

 Than any friend could be

 With some she traveled fast

 With others it was slow

Betsy's seen them all

 She's seen them come and go

 She must have had some favorites

 Before I finally met her

 And now that she's all mine

 They better just forget her

Betsy was a lady

 And that she will remain

Betsy took some beatings

 But she never once complained

 She had a classic beauty

 That everyone could see

 I was the last to meet her

 But she gave her life to me

 She may be rusted iron

 But to me she's solid gold

 And I just can't hold the tears back

 'Cause Betsy's growing old