Cowboys are my weakness

Trisha Yearwood

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    You'll never hear me knockin' an old pair of boots
    A man who wears his Wranglers for Sunday suit
    The kind that ain't afraid to get dirt on his hands
    And bring you fresh daisies in a coffee can
    I like a man to ride me 'round pick-up style
    Tip his hat and wink at me, shoot me a smile
    Take me two-steppin' at the honky tonk
    Yeah that kind of man ain't hard to want, cause

    Cowboys are my weakness
    Gimme some down home, rugged sweetness
    A little bit of outlaw, A little bit of Jesus
    Cowboys are my weakness

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    I love to hear my name inside a southern drawl
    A man who takes his time, you know what I mean y'all
    Gets a little rowdy, a little out of hand
    But when he's around your mama he says "Yes ma'am"
    A doer not a talker, he's tried and he's true
    The salt of the earth, but if he's sweet on you
    He'll treat you like you're the only woman alive
    Yeah, high up in the saddle's hell of a ride, cause

    Cowboys are my weakness
    Gimme some down home, rugged sweetness
    A little bit of outlaw, A little bit of Jesus
    Cowboys are my weakness
    I wanna be the lady, he loves with all his heart and soul
    I wanna be the lady he keeps warm when the nights get cold

    Yeah Cowboys are my weakness
    Gimme some down home, rugged sweetness
    A little bit of outlaw, A little bit of Jesus
    Cowboys are my weakness
    Lord help me Jesus
    Cowboys are my weakness, yeah, they're my weakness

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    Composition: Hillary Lindsey, Jim McCormick, and Karyn Rochelle

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