Letra de Rita Ballou
She could dance that slow Bandera Shuffle to some cowboy hustle How she made them trophy buckles shine, shine, shine Wild-eyed and Mexican silvered Trickin' dumb old cousin Willard Into thinkin' that he got her this time, ohHill Country, honky-tonkin' Rita Ballou Every beer joint in town has played a fool for you Backslidin', barrel ridin' Rita Ballou There ain't a cowboy in Texas would not ride a bull for youShe's a rawhide rope and a 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 But there wasn'tHill Country, honky-tonkin' Rita Ballou Every beer joint in town has played a fool for you Backslidin', barrel ridin' Rita Ballou There ain't a cowboy in Texas would not ride a bull for you AlrightSo good luck, Willard, and here's to you And here's to Rita, and I hope she'll do ya right all night Lord, I wished I was a fool in your jeansHill Country, honky-tonkin' Rita Ballou Every beer joint in town has played a fool for you Backslidin', barrel ridin' Rita Ballou There ain't a cowboy in Texas would not ride a bull for youHill Country, honky-tonkin' Rita Ballou Every beer joint in town has played a fool for you Backslidin', barrel ridin' Rita Ballou There ain't a cowboy in Texas would not ride a bull for you