I met her in a truckstop
She was slinging hash
I ordered grits and coffee
She wrote me down as trash
Then she saw my bankroll
You might think it strange
Her heart began to melt for me
As she counted out my change.
Chorus:
She’d a voice like a Bowie knife
And a thirst like a Cadillac
Blond haired blue eyed mama
I want you to come back
Hear your daddy calling
Be home before the sun has set
Cos I’ve found a little place
On the side of my face
That you ain’t stepped on yet!
She said, “Are you a film star?”
I said, “No way I am”
She said, “You sure do look the part!”
Hell! I am just a man.
Pretty soon that gal and me
Were walking side by side
I did all the driving
As she took me for a ride .
Chorus:
When I woke in El Paso
I only had my jeans
A dollar ninety in loose change
And a million broken dreams
She left a note saying,
“Cowboy, let the good times roll!”
I’d have chased that girl to Juarez
But I couldn’t afford the toll!
