First Place Ribbon

Letra de First Place Ribbon

Kathy never would wear britches Kathy never would wear shoes She's the kinda girl, likes some dust between her toes Since she never gets the bluesMet her on a Sunday at the county fair With a first place ribbon in her hairOh, Kathy never did like preachers Didn't like to tell the truth Caught my eye, no, she was not shy I was a-walking by the kissing boothMet her on a Sunday at the county fair With a first place ribbon in her hair(What'd you get that ribbon for, Kathy?)Oh, Kathy never would be bridled Wouldn't ever settle down Broke my heart, and I bawl and cry Every time the fair's in townMet her on a Sunday at the county fair With a first place ribbon in her hair