| Bless yore beautiful hide
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| Wherever you may be
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| We ain’t met yet but I’m a’willin' to bet
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| You’re the gal for me
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| Bless yore beautiful hide
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| You’re just as good as lost
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| I don’t know your name but I’m a’stakin' my claim
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| Lest yore eyes is crossed
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| Oh, I’d swap my gun 'n' I’d swap my mule
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| Though whoever took it would be one big fool
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| Or pay yore way through cookin' school
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| If’n you would say «I do»
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| Bless yore beautiful hide
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| Prepare to bend yore knee
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| And take that vow 'cause I’m a’telling you now
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| You’re the gal for me
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| Pretty and trim but kinda slim
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| Heavenly eyes, but oh that size
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| She’s gotta be right, to be the bride for me
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| Bless yore beautiful hide
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| Wherever you may be
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| Pretty and trim but not too slim
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| Heavenly eyes, and just the right size
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| Simple and sweet — and sassy as can be
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| Bless her beautiful hide
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| Yes, she’s the girl for me |