Through those old swinging doors
she came tall and serene
with black hair a flying
in her tight fitting jeans
Off came her jacket
and as she swung it around
she let it be known
she was paintin' the town
Up to the bar she struted
and straddled the stool
and started in flirting
with the men playing pool
The bartender came running
to ask her choice of a drinnk
she winked at him sweetly
and said, make mine a cowboy, I think
Well the band started playing
a honky tonk sound
she grabbed her a fellow
and they danced all around
They danced all the evening
the watermelon crawl
then they danced the two step
on off down the hall
The night was so pleasant
he couldn't believe his good luck
she snuggled up to him
and he near had a stroke
And she whispered sweet nothings
that he loved to hear
and he felt right happy
as she nibbled his ear
Her perfume was sexy
and set off wild alarms
well he almost went crazy
at her innocent charms
The beer was just flowing
and sweet wine sparkling red
again she was ask, what is your choice
smiling , make mine this cowboy, she said
This wild party lasted
well into the night
and when green eyes looked at hin
his heart nearly took flight
But soon he was troubled
and he almost then croaked
for he looked in his wallet
and he was going for broke
So again on the bar stool
she sat so calm and sweet
and waited with patience
another cowboy to meet
And it sure wasn't long
till he came through the door
with black eyes a flashing
and money galore
He sat down so boldly
and said, what do you drink
she said, I'll take you honey
just make mine a cowboy I think