Capo 2
[Verse]
E A
The night was looking better, when I lit up that cigar
B
I left my keys behind me, and I walked down to the bar
E A
Buddy Johnson's band was playing, trying to be stars
B E
By pounding on the guitar, and singing about cars
E A
I ordered me a cold one, and drank down half a glass
B E
when a pretty little cowgirl, made a pretty little pass
[Chorus]
A E
Pretty Little Cowgirl, doesn't she look sweet?
B
with her Miss-Me jeans, rhinestone boots
E
She really makes the scene
A E
Pretty Little Cowgirl, how can they compete?
B
She's perfect when she looks like that
E
She's every redneck's dream
[Verse]
E A
She led me to the dance floor, and we proceed to swing
B E
I twirled her a little faster, and I gave her a little fling
E A
She spun in place so graceful, then stopped right on the beat
B E
She looks just like an angel, at heaven's meet-and-greet
[Chorus]
A E
Pretty Little Cowgirl, doesn't she look sweet?
B
with her Miss-Me jeans, rhinestone boots
E
She really makes the scene
A E
Pretty Little Cowgirl, how can they compete?
B
She's perfect when she looks like that
E
She's every redneck's dream
[Verse]
E A
As the music slowed down, she gave me a wink
B E
"Meet me at the bar, she said, "let's get another drink"
E A
I say "What's your pleasure?", 'Cause I'm a gentleman
B
She said "I'll have a beer, but not right here,
E
'Cause my husband's in the band"
[Chorus]
A E
Oh Pretty Little Cowgirl, why'd we ever meet?
B
with your Miss-Me jeans, your rhinestone boots
E
You really made the scene
A E
Pretty Little Cowgirl, oh I cannot compete!
B
With that big ol-boy, up on that stage,
E
starin' down at me
[Outro]
A E
Pretty Little Cowgirl, oh they cannot compete
B
You're perfect when you look like that
E
You're every redneck's dream
B
Yeah you're perfect when you look like that...
E
You're every redneck's dream... Don't worry about it Buddy!
How 'bout I buy you boys a round...
[Verse]
E A
The night was looking better, when I lit up that cigar
B
I left my keys behind me, and I walked down to the bar
E A
Buddy Johnson's band was playing, trying to be stars
B E
By pounding on the guitar, and singing about cars
E A
I ordered me a cold one, and drank down half a glass
B E
when a pretty little cowgirl, made a pretty little pass
[Chorus]
A E
Pretty Little Cowgirl, doesn't she look sweet?
B
with her Miss-Me jeans, rhinestone boots
E
She really makes the scene
A E
Pretty Little Cowgirl, how can they compete?
B
She's perfect when she looks like that
E
She's every redneck's dream
[Verse]
E A
She led me to the dance floor, and we proceed to swing
B E
I twirled her a little faster, and I gave her a little fling
E A
She spun in place so graceful, then stopped right on the beat
B E
She looks just like an angel, at heaven's meet-and-greet
[Chorus]
A E
Pretty Little Cowgirl, doesn't she look sweet?
B
with her Miss-Me jeans, rhinestone boots
E
She really makes the scene
A E
Pretty Little Cowgirl, how can they compete?
B
She's perfect when she looks like that
E
She's every redneck's dream
[Verse]
E A
As the music slowed down, she gave me a wink
B E
"Meet me at the bar, she said, "let's get another drink"
E A
I say "What's your pleasure?", 'Cause I'm a gentleman
B
She said "I'll have a beer, but not right here,
E
'Cause my husband's in the band"
[Chorus]
A E
Oh Pretty Little Cowgirl, why'd we ever meet?
B
with your Miss-Me jeans, your rhinestone boots
E
You really made the scene
A E
Pretty Little Cowgirl, oh I cannot compete!
B
With that big ol-boy, up on that stage,
E
starin' down at me
[Outro]
A E
Pretty Little Cowgirl, oh they cannot compete
B
You're perfect when you look like that
E
You're every redneck's dream
B
Yeah you're perfect when you look like that...
E
You're every redneck's dream... Don't worry about it Buddy!
How 'bout I buy you boys a round...
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