I wouldn't have hat hair
If I didn't wear a hat,
And if I weren't bow-legged
My horses would all run free.
And if I hadn't tied a knot in the devil's tail,
Well, he'd slip right through his prison cell bars
And come after me,
Again and again and again.

But I'm a cowgirl, pardner,
And I know how to shut a gate
When I've gone through.
And I know how to open one, too,
And walk right in and be at home
On the range, or on the phone,
Or at the charity ball,
Because there's no one quite like me,
And not too many who've ever known
Quite what to do with the likes
Of this long, tall Texan.
Git along, little dogies!

-jenn