I felt the rush of the Rio Grande into Yellowstone
And I've seen first-hand Niagra Falls
And the lights of Vegas
I've criss-crossed down to Key Biscayane
And Chi-town via Bangor, Maine
Think I've seen it all
And all I can say is
Chorus:
How 'bout them cowgirls
Boys ain't they somthin'
Sure are some proud girls
And you can't tell them nothin'
And I tell you right now girls
May just be seven wonders of this big, old round world
But how 'bout them cowgirls
She's a ridin' colts in Steamboat Springs
Bailing hay outside Abilene
She's trying hard
To fit in some city
But her home is 'neath that big, blue sky
And the Northern Plains and those other wide open spaces
Chorus
Boy, she don't need you and she don't need me
She can do just fine on her own two feet
But she wants a man who wants her to be herself
And she'll never change, don't know how to hide
Her stubborn will or her fightin' side
But you treat her right and she'll love you like no on else
Yeah, how 'bout them cowgirls
Boys ain't they somethin'
Sure some are proud girls
But you can't beat their lovin'
And I'll tell you right now girls
May just be seven wonders of this big, old round world
But how 'bout them cowgirls
How 'bout them boys
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Saturday, October 6, 2007
Monday, September 17, 2007
Shiftwork - Kenny Chesney feat. George Strait
Shiftwork, hard work
Tired body, blue collar shirt and a baseball cap
Union made
He's hot, sweat drops
round the clock the door never locks
and the noise never stops night or day
workin' 7 to 3, or 3 to 11, 11 to 7
Shirtwork, tough work
for the busy connivence store clerk
two feet that hurt and going insane
she's mad, at some lad
drove off and didn't pay for his gas
and he won't the last, around the clock pain.
workin' 7 to 3, or 3 to 11, 11 to 7
Talkin' 'bout a bunch of shiftwork
a big ole pile of shiftwork
7 to 3, or 3 to 11, 11 to 7
Well I worked shiftwork for 10 years
man i hated that work then i made a break
with the money i saved
it took me to the beach
to have a beer by the edge of the sea
in this 'round-the-clock place
i drank my money away
we partied 7 to 3, 3 to 11, 11 to 7
I'm talkin' 'bout a bunch of shiftwork
a big ole pile of shiftwork
7 to 3, or 3 to 11, 11 to 7
Talkin' 'bout a bunch of shiftwork
a big ole pile of shiftwork
7 to 3, or 3 to 11, 11 to 7
7 to 3, or 3 to 11, 11 to 7
Tired body, blue collar shirt and a baseball cap
Union made
He's hot, sweat drops
round the clock the door never locks
and the noise never stops night or day
workin' 7 to 3, or 3 to 11, 11 to 7
Shirtwork, tough work
for the busy connivence store clerk
two feet that hurt and going insane
she's mad, at some lad
drove off and didn't pay for his gas
and he won't the last, around the clock pain.
workin' 7 to 3, or 3 to 11, 11 to 7
Talkin' 'bout a bunch of shiftwork
a big ole pile of shiftwork
7 to 3, or 3 to 11, 11 to 7
Well I worked shiftwork for 10 years
man i hated that work then i made a break
with the money i saved
it took me to the beach
to have a beer by the edge of the sea
in this 'round-the-clock place
i drank my money away
we partied 7 to 3, 3 to 11, 11 to 7
I'm talkin' 'bout a bunch of shiftwork
a big ole pile of shiftwork
7 to 3, or 3 to 11, 11 to 7
Talkin' 'bout a bunch of shiftwork
a big ole pile of shiftwork
7 to 3, or 3 to 11, 11 to 7
7 to 3, or 3 to 11, 11 to 7
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