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Guy Clark lyrics : "Rita ballou"

She could dance that slow Uvalde
Shuffle to some cowboy hustle
How she made them trophy buckles shine, shine, shine

Wild-eyed and Mexican silvered,
Trickin' dumb ol' cousin Willard
Into thinkin that he's got her this time


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Hill country honky-tonkin Rita Ballou

Every beer joint in town has played a fool for you
Backslidin' barrel ridin' Rita Ballou
Ain't a cowboy in Texas would not ride a bull for you


She's a rawhide rope and 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

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So 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 wish I was the fool in your shoes

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