| BUTTONS AND BOWS
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| Dinah Shore
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| — from «The Paleface»
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| — words and music by Jay Livingston and Ray Evans
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| (Spoken:) A western ranch is just a branch of Nowhere Junction to me.
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| Give me the city where living’s pretty and the gals wear finery.
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| East is east and west is west
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| And the wrong one I have chose
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| Let’s go where I’ll keep on wearin'
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| Those frills and flowers and buttons and bows
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| Rings and things and buttons and bows
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| Don’t bury me in this prairie
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| Take me where the cement grows
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| Let’s move down to some big town
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| Where they love a gal by the cut o' her clothes
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| And I’ll stand out
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| In buttons and bows
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| I’ll love you in buckskin
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| Or skirts that I’ve homespun
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| But I’ll love ya' longer, stronger where
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| Yer friends don’t tote a gun
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| My bones denounce the buckboard bounce
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| And the cactus hurts my toes
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| Let’s vamoose where gals keep usin'
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| Those silks and satins and linen that shows
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| And I’m all yours in buttons and bows
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| Gimme eastern trimmin' where women are women
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| In high silk hose and peek-a-boo clothes
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| And French perfume that rocks the room
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| And I’m all yours in buttons and bows |