Hey cowgirl, with your hat down low Ray-Bans on, pretty hair blowin' in the wind Oh, where you been and where you goin'? Well, I bet you've got your radio on And you've lived every word of that George Strait song That's playing, you know the one: Amarillo by Morning You'll always be the queen of that rodeo crowd What every cowboy lives dreaming about They love the way you shine, give anything to hold you tight But they know they'll never get that chance tonight Hey cowgirl Hey cowgirl, is there someone alone Still waitin' for that call on the phone That ain't comin' 'cause you're still runnin'? You'll always be the queen of that rodeo crowd What every cowboy lives dreaming about They love the way you shine, give anything to hold you tight But they know they'll never get that chance tonight Hey cowgirl You'll always be the queen of that rodeo crowd What every cowboy lives dreaming about They love the way you shine, give anything to hold you tight But they know they'll never get that chance tonight Hey cowgirl, I bet you got a long drive Well, good luck and goodbye