Deborah Sachs: words & music

Hey, Cowboy, I sure do like your hat.
Would you let me tryiton? I never seen one quite like that.
Hey, Cowboy, let’s loosen up your tie.
Turquoise, what a good choice! It matches your blue eyes.
Hey, hey, Cowboy, could you lasso me tonight?

Yippee-ki-yo, yippi-ki-yi-yay.
It’s not like me to act this way.
I’m really a shy thing, meek and mild,
but somethin’ ‘bout cowboys drives me wild sayin’,

“Hey, hey, Cowboy. Hey, hey, Cowboy.
Hey yay yay yay Cowboy, could you lasso me tonight?”

I said-a hey, Cowboy, your belt buckle is mighty wide.
If you wanna dance real close we best move it to the side.
I gotta say, Cowboy, those jeans sure fit ya good.
There’s no doubt you fill ‘em out just like a cowboy should.
So, what ‘cha say, Cowboy, could you lasso me tonight?

Yodle-lay-dee-hoo, yodel-lay-dee-hee,
I don’t know what’s come over me,
But I’ve wanted to wrangle since ya smiled.
How ‘bout now, Boy? How ‘bout now, Boy?

I said-a, hey, Cowboy, your boots are really hot.
When it comes to Western style, child, you got quite a lot.
So, what ‘cha say, Cowboy, can your horse carry two?
If you got the time I’d like to climb into the saddle with you.

So, what do ya say, Cowboy?
Do you like to play, Cowboy?
Let’s hit the hay, Cowboy.
Hey-hey-hey-hey-hey….
Hey, hey, hey, Cowboy, could you lasso me tonight?