(Rodney Crowell)
She's a rounder I can tell you that
She can sing 'em all night too
She'll raise hell about the sleep she lost
Even cowgirls get the blues.
Especially cowgirls, they're the gypsy kind
And need their reins laid on 'em loose
She's lived to see the world turned upside down
Hitching rides out of the blue.
But even cowgirls get the blues sometimes bound to
Don't know what to do
Sometimes get this feeling like she's too far gone
The only way she's ever been.
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Lonely nights are out there on the road
Motel ceilings stare you down
There must be safer ways to pay your dues
But even cowgirls get the blues.
Even cowgirls get the blues sometimes bound to
Don't know what to do
Sometimes get this feeling like she's too far gone
The only way she's ever been.
Even cowgirls get the blues sometimes bound to
Don't know what to do
Sometimes get this feeling like she's too far gone
The only way she's ever been.
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