| Tall Man |
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| I wish I was a kisstree a growing in the ground |
| And everytime my sweet pass by I’d throw some kisses down |
| He’s big and tall and handsome but bashful as can be |
| I know he wants them kisses of mine but he won’t climb the tree |
| I love a tall man he ain’t a small man my man is all man and the only one for me |
| He shys away from women he simply disappears |
| Well he rides all day and he sleeps all night with a horse and a herd of steers |
| That cowpoke he ain’t human they say that he prepares |
| To go to be with the sixgun on and never take off his spurs |
| But I love a tall man he ain’t a small man my man is all man and the only one |
| for me |
| One night out on the prairie the moon was shining bright |
| He put his arms around about me and things were going right |
| He talk and talk of Texas and drawed his Texas draw |
| When the moon went down and the sun came up nobody kissed me at all |
| But I love a tall man he ain’t a small man my man is all man and the only one |
| for me |
| I wish I was a kisstree out on the lone prairie |
| And everytime my sweet pass by he’d steal a kiss from me |
| And if he weants more kisses here’s all he has t know |
| Just cut me down and in a Texas town and watch them kisses grow |
| I love a tall man he ain’t a small man my man is all man and the only one for me |
