(Bobby Braddock)      On the poor side of Fort Worth   In a rundown motel   A rodeo cowboy   Held a young Texas belle.      He scooped up some peanuts   Right out of the can   And he whispered as he placed them   In the palm of her hand.      Baby I wish they were diamonds   And this was north Dallas   And I wish, oh I wish you were mine   Oh, I wish Lord, I wish you were mine.      --- Instrumental ---      On the north side of Dallas   In a forty roomed house   She remembers her cowboy   As she takes off her blouse.      She fingers the diamonds   That cling to her breast   Her teardrops fall freely   As she looks to the west.      And she says I wish they were peanuts   And I wish this was Cowtown   And I wish, oh I wish he was mine   Oh, she cries Lord, I wish he was mine.      Peanuts and diamonds sawdust and satin   Lone Star and sparklin' red wine   Cowboys and rich girls   Just don't live in the same world.      And they both cry   God, I wish you were mine   Oh, I wish   Lord, I wish you were mine...