Rita Ballou

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she could dance that slow Uvalde
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shuffle to some cowboy hustle
C
how she made them cowboy buckles
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shine, shine, shine
C
wild-eyed and Mexican silvered
F
trickin' old cousin Willard
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into thinkin that he's got her this time

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hill country honky-tonkin Rita Ballou
                                        G
every beer joint in town has played a fool for you
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backslidin' barrel ridin' Rita Ballou
                                G               C
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
hightimin' barroom fixture kind of a girl
she's the queen of the cowboys
look at old Willard grinnin' now boys
you'd of thought there's less fools in this world

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so good luck Willard and here's to you
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and here's to Rita and I hope she'll do ya
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right all night
                              C
lord I wish I was the fool in your shoes

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