Rita Ballou

[Verse 1]

Well she could dance that slow Uvalde Shuffle

To some cowboy hustle

How she made them trophy buckles shine, shine, shine

Wild-eyed and Mexican-silver

Tricking dumb old cousin Willard

Into thinking that he got her this time

[Chorus]

Hill country honkytonking Rita Ballou

Every beer joint in town has played the fool with you

Backsliding barrel-riding Rita Ballou

Any a cowboy in Texas would not ride a bull for you

[Verse 2]

She's a rawhide rope and velvet mixture

Walking talking Texas texture

High-timing barroom fixture kind of a girl

She’s the queen of the cowboys

Look at old Willard grinning now, boys

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

[Chorus]

Hill country honkytonking Rita Ballou

Every beer joint in town has played the fool with you

Backsliding barrel-riding Rita Ballou

Any cowboy in Texas would not ride a bull for you

[Bridge]

Good luck, Willard, and here’s to you

Here's to Rita, I hope she'll do you right all night

Lord, I wished I was the fool in your shoes

[Chorus]

Hill country honkytonking Rita Ballou

Every beer joint in town has played the fool with you

Backsliding barrel-riding Rita Ballou

Any cowboy in Texas would not ride a bull for you

[Chorus]

Hill country honkytonking Rita Ballou

Every beer joint in town has played the fool with you

Backsliding barrel-riding Rita Ballou

Any cowboy in Texas would not ride a bull for you