Well, she could dance that slow Uvalde Devil to some cowboy hustle How she made them trophy buckles shine, shine, shine Wild-eyed and Mexican silvered Tricking dumb old cousin Willard Into thinking that he got her this time Hill country honky-tonking Rita Ballou Every beer joint in town has played a fool for you Backsliding barrel riding Rita Ballou Ain't a cowboy in Texas would not ride a bull for you She's a rawhide rope and velvet mixture Walking talking Texas texture High-timing barroom fixture kind of a girl She's the queen of the cowboys Look at old Willard grinning now boys You'd of thought there's less fools in this world Hill country honky-tonking Rita Ballou Every beer joint in town has played a fool for you Backsliding barrel riding Rita Ballou Ain't a cowboy in Texas would not ride a bull for you ♪ So good luck Willard and here's to you And here's to Rita and I hope she'll do you right all night Lord I wish I was the fool in your shoes Hill country honky-tonking Rita Ballou Every beer joint in town has played a fool for you Backsliding barrel riding Rita Ballou Ain't a cowboy in Texas would not ride a bull for you Hill country honky-tonking Rita Ballou Every beer joint in town has played a fool for you Backsliding barrel riding Rita Ballou Ain't a cowboy in Texas would not ride a bull for you