COWGIRL BLUES
Saturday Night
at the local dance
she went looking
for a little romance
It was dress to kill
and take no prisoners
this cowgirls going
to kick up her heels
But the best laid plans
too often fail
It's home alone
again for her
Chorus:
Where she cried with her boots on
with no one there to care
Her tears fell down like rain
She cried with her boots on
2nd Verse
At the Rodeo
She was a Champion
The crowds would roar
when she road out
Ribboned Vest
and hair of gold
She road like lightning
before the storm
But when the crowds
have all gone home
Once again
she's all alone
Chorus
She cries with her boots on
with no one there to care
Her tears fall down like rain
She cries with her boots on
