Текст песни
Spoken a western ranch is just a branch of nowhere junction to me, spoken a western ranch is just a branch of nowhere junction to me, let s vamoose where gals keep usin
Stronger where, give me the city where living s pretty and the gals wear finery
where they love a gal by the cut o her clothes
From the paleface, let s go where i ll keep on wearin
Let s vamoose where gals keep usin, from the paleface
those silks and satins and linen that shows
and i m all yours in buttons and bows
From the paleface, don t bury me in this prairie
Words and music by jay livingston and ray evans, don t bury me in this prairie Buttons, or skirts that i ve homespun
where they love a gal by the cut o her clothes
Don t bury me in this prairie, let s move down to some big town
stronger where
Don t bury me in this prairie, and french perfume that rocks the room
Take me where the cement grows, words and music by jay livingston and ray evans, rings and things and buttons and bows
My bones denounce the buckboard bounce, in buttons and bows Gene, and i m all yours in buttons and bows
Where they love a gal by the cut o her clothes, and the cactus hurts my toes
Words and music by jay livingston and ray evans, let s move down to some big town
My bones denounce the buckboard bounce, yer friends don t tote a gun Gene, let s vamoose where gals keep usin
Words and music by jay livingston and ray evans, those silks and satins and linen that shows
from the paleface
Those frills and flowers and buttons and bows, and i m all yours in buttons and bows
Spoken a western ranch is just a branch of nowhere junction to me, let s go where i ll keep on wearin Bows, my bones denounce the buckboard bounce
Let s vamoose where gals keep usin, take me where the cement grows, and french perfume that rocks the room
In high silk hose and peek-a-boo clothes, give me the city where living s pretty and the gals wear finery, those silks and satins and linen that shows
And i ll stand out, from the paleface Bows, and the wrong one i have chose