She could dance that slow Uvalde   Shuffle to some cowboy hustle   How she made them trophy buckles shine, shine, shine   Wild-eyed and Mexican silvered   Trickin' dumb old cousin Willard   Into thinkin' that he got her this time      Hill country honky-tonkin' Rita Ballou   Every beer joint in town has played a fool for you   Backslidin' barrel ridin' Rita Ballou   Ain't a cowboy in Texas would not ride a bull for you      She's a rawhide rope and velvet mixture   Walkin' talkin' Texas texture   High-timin' barroom fixture kind of a girl   She's the queen of the cowboys   Look at old Willard grinnin' now boys   You'd of thought there's less fools in this world      Hill country honky-tonkin' Rita Ballou   Every beer joint in town has played a fool for you   Backslidin' barrel ridin' 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 ya right all night   Lord I wish I was the fool in your shoes      Hill country honky-tonkin' Rita Ballou   Every beer joint in town has played a fool for you   Backslidin' barrel ridin' Rita Ballou   Ain't a cowboy in Texas would not ride a bull for you      Hill country honky-tonkin' Rita Ballou   Every beer joint in town has played a fool for you   Backslidin' barrel ridin' Rita Ballou   Ain't a cowboy in Texas would not ride a bull for you