She's a little old cowgirl from out Texas way
Counting the nights until the fiddler plays
Working all week just doing her thing
She likes punching doggies but she loves to swing
And when she hears that back-beat rhythm drifting through the door
She can't talk, she can't sit still, she can't stay off of that floor
Kicking her heels up lordly look at her twirl
Everybody wants to boogie on down
With the little old cowgirl
She's got skin tight blue jeans, a big Stetson hat
Knee high boots well how about that
That rodeo buckle sure does shine
She cuts a two-step in a travelling line
And when she hears that back-beat rhythm drifting through the door
She can't talk, she can't sit still, she can't stay off of that floor
Kicking her heels up lordly look at her twirl
Everybody wants to boogie on down
With the little old cowgirl
So listen up cowboy, here's a little advice
Before you make your move son you'd better think twice
Because she don't stop and she won't go
Until they bring that house down with the cotton-eyed Joe
And when she hears that back-beat rhythm drifting through the door
She can't talk, she can't sit still, she can't stay off of that floor
Kicking her heels up lordly look at her twirl
Everybody wants to boogie on down
With the little old cowgirl
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