You giggle every time that
I say yes ma am
and I get this feelin if I
held you tight,
You d be seein his and hers,
buckles boots and spurs,
But that s a feelin you ll
get over overnight.
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Cause whatcha gonna do with
a cowboy
when that old rooster crows
at dawn,
When he s lyin there instead,
of getttin out of bed
and puttin on his boots and
gettin gone,
What you gonna do when he
says honey
I ve got half a mind to stay,
What you gonna do with a cowboy,
when he don t saddle up and
ride away.
You can see it takes a special
kinda woman
to put with the life a cowboy
leads,
Cause his boots are always
muddy,
and his beer drinkin buddies
will camp out on your couch
and never leave,
Don t even start to think
you re gonna change him,
you d be better off to try
and rope the wind,
What you see is what he s
got,
and he can t be what he s
not
and honey you can t hide him
from your friends.
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