"Kinda Cowgirl" lyrics

"Kinda Cowgirl"

Take my jacket off
I'll take another scotch
She'll be walking in
In another ten and I ain't gonna miss it

Well there's an old jukebox
She'll go dust it off
Put a quarter in and watch her spin
You're still the one I want

Well there's kinda basic
Kinda tasteless unoriginal kinds
Then there's just my type

Kinda cowgirl
The way her hair twirls
When she rides by (There she goes)
That's my kinda cowgirl

Well she's no Annie Oakley
She's no perfect shot
She's a city burn
With a loaded gun
And watch her fire away

Well there's kinda honky tonkin' country talkin' rodeo kinds
And then there's just my type

Kinda cowgirl (Cowgirl)
The way her hair twirls
When she rides by (There she goes)
That's my kinda cowgirl

That's my kinda cowgirl
Kinda cowgirl
Kinda cowgirl
That's my kinda cowgirl

There's kinda basic kinda tasteless unoriginal kinds
There's kinda honky tonkin' country talkin' rodeo kinds
There's only one kinda woman that keeps me up at night
And she's just my type

Kinda cowgirl
The way her hair twirls
When she rides by (There she goes)
You know that's my kinda cowgirl


Writer(s): Micah Tawlks, Stephen Day
album: "Gold Mine" (2024)
Stephen Day - Gold Mine album cover
It's Stephen Day!
(Instrumental)
Gallatin Pike
(Instrumental)
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