Hey Cowgirl

Hey cowgirl, with your hat down low Ray Bans on, pretty hair blowin' in the wind Oh, where you been? And where are you going? Well I bet you got your radio on And you've lived every word Of that George Strait song that's playing You know the one, "Amarillo By Mornin'" You'll always be the queen in that rodeo crowd What every cowboy leaves dreaming about They love the way you shine Give anything to hold you tight But they know they'll never get that chance tonight Hey cowgirl Hey cowgirl, is there someone alone Still waiting for that Call on the phone that ain't coming 'Cause you're still running You'll always be the queen in that rodeo crowd What every cowboy leaves dreaming about They love the way you shine Give anything to hold you tight But they know they'll never get that chance tonight Hey cowgirl ♪ You'll always be the queen in that rodeo crowd What every cowboy leaves dreaming about They love the way you shine Give anything to hold you tight But they know they'll never get that chance tonight Hey cowgirl Bet you got a long drive Well good luck, and goodbye