Текст и слова песни John Denver – Rita Ballou
She could dance and slow you bout
Shuffle to some cowboy hustle
How she made them trophy buckles
shine, shine, shine
Wild-eyed in Mexican silver
Trickin dumb old cousin Willard
into thinking that he got her this time
Hill country, honky-tonkin Rita Ballou
Every beer joint in town has played the fool for you
Back slidin , barrel ridin Rita Ballou
Ain t a cowboy in Texas would not ride a bull for you
She s a rawhide ropin velvet mixture
Walkin , talkin Texas texture
High-timing, barroom fixture kind of a girl
She s the queen of the cowboys
Look at old Willard grinning now, boys
You d have thought there s less fools in this world
Hill country, honky-tonkin Rita Ballou
Every beer joint in town has played the fool for you
Back slidin , barrel ridin Rita Ballou
Ain t a cowboy in Texas would not ride a bull for you
Good luck Willard, and here s to ya
And here s to Rita, I hope she ll do ya right all night
But I wish I was a fool in your shoes
Hill country, honky-tonkin Rita Ballou
Every beer joint in town has played the fool for you
Back slidin , barrel ridin Rita Ballou
Ain t a cowboy in Texas would not ride a bull for you.
Lord, I wish I was in Texas, I would ride a bull for you.
Shuffle to some cowboy hustle
How she made them trophy buckles
shine, shine, shine
Wild-eyed in Mexican silver
Trickin dumb old cousin Willard
into thinking that he got her this time
Hill country, honky-tonkin Rita Ballou
Every beer joint in town has played the fool for you
Back slidin , barrel ridin Rita Ballou
Ain t a cowboy in Texas would not ride a bull for you
She s a rawhide ropin velvet mixture
Walkin , talkin Texas texture
High-timing, barroom fixture kind of a girl
She s the queen of the cowboys
Look at old Willard grinning now, boys
You d have thought there s less fools in this world
Hill country, honky-tonkin Rita Ballou
Every beer joint in town has played the fool for you
Back slidin , barrel ridin Rita Ballou
Ain t a cowboy in Texas would not ride a bull for you
Good luck Willard, and here s to ya
And here s to Rita, I hope she ll do ya right all night
But I wish I was a fool in your shoes
Hill country, honky-tonkin Rita Ballou
Every beer joint in town has played the fool for you
Back slidin , barrel ridin Rita Ballou
Ain t a cowboy in Texas would not ride a bull for you.
Lord, I wish I was in Texas, I would ride a bull for you.
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