Rita Ballou

歌詞

(Guy Clark) She could dance that slow Uvalde shuffle to some cowboy hustle How she made them trophy buckles shine shine shine Wild eyed and Mexican silvered trickin' dumb ol' cousin Willard Into thinkin that he's got her this time. Hill country honky tonkin' Rita Ballou Every beer joint in town has played a fool for you Backslidin' barrel ridin' Rita Ballou Ain't a cowboy in Texas would not ride a bull for you. She's a rawhide rope and velvet mixture walkin' talkin' Texas texture High-timin' barroom fixture kind of a girl She's the queen of the cowboys look at old Willard grinnin' now boys You'd of thought there's less fools in this world. Hill country honky tonkin' Rita Ballou Every beer joint in town has played a fool for you Backslidin' barrel ridin' Rita Ballou Ain't a cowboy in Texas would not ride a bull for you. --- Instrumental --- So good luck Willard, here's to you And here's to Rita And I hope she'll do ya right all night Lord, I wish I was the fool in your jeans. Hill country honky tonkin' Rita Ballou Every beer joint in town has played a fool for you Backslidin' barrel ridin' Rita Ballou Ain't a cowboy in Texas would not ride a bull for you. Hill country honky tonkin' Rita Ballou Every beer joint in town has played a fool for you Backslidin' barrel ridin' Rita Ballou Ain't a cowboy in Texas would not ride a bull for you...