| She’s a barmate in a west Texas dancehall she’s there every night till they
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| close
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| And the cowboys pay for the jukebox and she plays San Antonio Rose
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| Well I know her life ain’t been easy Lord the lines in her face say it all
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| But she still is a beautiful woman in the lights of the dance Texas hall
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| But she won’t sit down at your table and I know that you can’t hold her hand
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| She won’t go home with you cowboy she’s in love with a rodeo man
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| Well he’s hard and he’s scarred and he’s grayin' and he’s stoned most all of
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| the time And he drinks at a dark corner table and he waits there until closin'
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| time
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| He’s hard and his scars are grey and he’s stone most all of the time
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| And he drinks at the dark cornered table and he he drinks there until closing
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| time
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| But she won’t sit down at your table… |