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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
Need their reins laid on 'em loose
She's lived to see the world turned upside down
Hitchin' rides out of the blue
Even cowgirls get the blues sometimes
Bound to don't know what to do sometimes
Get this feelin' like she's too far gone
The only way she's ever been
Lonely nights are out there on the road
A motel ceiling stares you down
There must be safer ways to pay your dues Even cowgirls get the blues
Even cowgirls get the blues sometime
Bound and don't know what to do sometimes
Get this feelin' like she's too far gone
The only way she's ever been
Even cowgirls get the blues sometimes
Bound and don't know what to do sometimes
Get this feelin' like the restless wind
The only way she's ever been
[Thanks to Annie Kidwell for corrections]
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