Tight Levis And Yellow Ribbon

I was born and raised in the Red Clay Hills of Texas

In the land where the grass gets only beer can tall

That's where I learned to cuss and fight and chew Brown Mule Tobacco

Fix windmills fore I was five years old

I rode every head of stock from the Gulf to Kansas City

And running wild is all I've ever known

But this cowboy's got a weakness for Tight Levis and Yellow Ribbons

And there's something bout 'em I can't leave alone

Tight Levis and Yellow Ribbons make a cowboy swim a river

That before he jumps he knows is way too wide

And they'll make him throw a saddle on a bronc he's never seen

And one he knows he'll never break to ride

I met her at a rodeo in Douglas Arizona

I'd drawn the rankest horse a man could draw

Well I rode him tall and spurred him high and when I made the whistle

The crowd went wild but she was all I saw

That night we had a beer or two with friends of mine from Dallas

She smiled and said she loved the Texas drawl

And I felt like Roy Rogers did in all those cowboy movies

Cause I became the hero got the money girl and all

Tight Levis and Yellow Ribbons...

Yeah they'll make him throw a saddle...