"You’ll never hear me knockin’ an old pair of boots
or a man who wears his Wranglers for his Sunday suit,
the kind who ain’t afraid to get some dirt on his hands
or bring you fresh daisies in a coffee can.
Yeah, cowboys are my weakness.
Give me some down-home rugged sweetness
with a little bit of outlaw, and a little bit of Jesus."
1 comment:
Oh, my, what a sweet entry this is!
And btw I'm singing this song every day in Montana!
(MR)
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