She wore glass slippers
She held her head up high
She had that sparkle at her feet

And that twinkle in her eye

She smiled at me

And as I wondered why
She said I'm looking for a cowboy
To take me for a ride


And he can rope me on the prarie
And he can ride me on the plain

And I will be his Cinderalla
If he'll be my cowboy man


She said I've got a 40-gallon stetson hat
With a 38-foot brim
We could dance around the outside baby

'Til we both fall in

And you can rope me on the prarie

And you can ride me on the plain
And I will be your Cinderalla
If you'll be my cowboy man


Now I ain't never been no cowboy
But heaven knows I try

'Cause I'll be riding tall in my saddle
With that Cinderalla by my side


And I can rope her on the prarie
And I can ride her on the plain
And she will be me my Cinderalla

If I'll be her cowboy man