Rita Ballou Lyrics - John Denver

She could dance and slow you 'bout, shuffle to some cowboy hustle 

How she made them trophy buckles shine, shine, shine 

Wild-eyed in Mexican silver, tricking dumb old cousin Willard 

Into thinking that he got her this time 

Hill country, honky-tonkin' Rita Ballou 

Every beer joint in town has played a fool for you 

Back sliding, barrel riding Rita Ballou 

Ain't a cowboy in Texas would not ride a bull for you 

She's a rawhide roping velvet mixture, walking, talking Texas texture 

High-timing, barroom fixture kind of a girl 

She's a queen of the cowboys, look at old Willard grinning now, boys 

You'd have thought there's less fools in this world 

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Hill country, honky-tonkin' Rita Ballou 

Every beer joint in town has played a fool for you 

Back sliding, barrel riding Rita Ballou 

Ain't a cowboy in Texas would not ride a bull for you 

Good luck Willard and here's to ya, and here's to Rita 

I hope she'll do ya right all night 

Lord, I wish I was a fool in your shoes 

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Hill country, honky-tonkin' Rita Ballou 

Every beer joint in town has played a fool for you 

Back sliding, barrel riding Rita Ballou 

Ain't a cowboy in Texas would not ride a bull for you 

Lord, I wish I was in Texas, I would ride a bull for you