Just look at you, girl. Standin' here beside me. Starlight on your hair. Lookin' like a dream. I dreamed somewhere. . And look at me, girl. You got me actin' just like a lover.
Well I have been a cowboy dang near all my life. That good ol' cowboy music is all I'm supposed to like. But here lately I don't know what's happening.
Well I have been a cowboy, dang near all my life. That good ol' cowboy music is all I'm supposed to like. But here lately I don't know what's happening.
Little Joe the Wrangler, he'll wrangle never more. His days with the remuda, they're all done. It was long about last April, he rode into our camp. Just a little Texas stray and all alone.