Vince Gill - Rita Ballou Lyrics
How could she dance that slow banderaShuffle to some cowboy hustleHow she makes those trophy buckles shine, shine, shineWild-eyed and mexican silveredTrickin dumb ol cousin willardInto thinkin that hes got her this timeHill country holky tonkin rita ballouEvery beer joint in town has played the fool for youBackslidin barrel ridin rita ballouAint a cowboy in texas would not ride a bull for youShes a rawhide, rope, and velvet mixtureWalkin talkin texas textureHigh timin barroom fixture kind of a girlShes the queen of the cowboysLook at ol willard grinnin now boys youd a thought theres less fools in this worldHill country holky tonkin rita ballouEvery beer joint in town has played the fool for youBackslidin barrel ridin rita ballouAint a cowboy in texas would not ride a bull for youSo good luck willard and heres to yaAnd heres to rita and I hope shell do yaRight all nightLord I wish I was the fool in your jeansHill country holky tonkin rita ballouEvery beer joint in town has played the fool for youBackslidin barrel ridin rita ballouAint a cowboy in texas would not ride a bull for youHill country holky tonkin rita ballouEvery beer joint in town has played the fool for youBackslidin barrel ridin rita ballouAint a cowboy in texas would not ride a bull for you
