Copenhagen Angel Lyrics - Chris Ledoux

Well, she rolls her own cigarettes with the work of just on hand 

She acts mean and she cusses, I know she wish she were a man 

She got her teeth knocked out by a bucking horse 

And when I told her that It made her look tough 

She just grinned and said, "I like it that way" 

And then she loaded up her lip with snuff 

She's my snoose queen, she's my Copenhagen angel 

She's my Beech Nut bunny, she's my Red Fox brush hog 

She can ride a bareback horse and she can really hook into a bull 

She never misses her saddle bronc out and she rides it like a spurrin' fool 

She team ropes with the best of them ties a calf in 9.3 

She'll dogs steers just for fun and make a fool out of you and me 

She's my snoose queen 

Oh well, a buckle polisher she's dang sure not 

She wins her own in all the tough spots 

Chasing cowboys just ain't her style 

It's winnin' the prize money that makes her smile