Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Rita Ballou , by - Vince Gill. Song from the album When I Call Your Name, in the genre КантриRelease date: 31.12.1988
Record label: Universal Music
Song language: English
Rita Ballou |
| How could she dance that slow bandera |
| Shuffle to some cowboy hustle |
| How she makes those trophy buckles shine, shine, shine |
| Wild-eyed and Mexican silvered |
| Trickin' dumb ol' Cousin Willard |
| Into thinkin' that he’s got her this time |
| Hill country holky tonkin' Rita Ballou |
| Every beer joint in town has played the fool for you |
| Backslidin' barrel ridin' Rita Ballou |
| Ain’t a cowboy in Texas would not ride a bull for you |
| She’s a rawhide, rope, and velvet mixture |
| Walkin' talkin' Texas texture |
| High timin' barroom fixture kind of a girl |
| She’s the Queen of the Cowboys |
| Look at ol' Willard grinnin' now boys |
| You’d a thought there’s less fools in this world |
| So good luck Willard and here’s to ya |
| And here’s to Rita and I hope she’ll do ya |
| Right all night |
| Lord I wish I was the fool in your jeans |