George Strait Follow

I felt the rush of the Rio Grande into Yellowstone
And I've seen first-hand Niagra Falls
And the lights of Vegas

I've criss-crossed down to Key Biscayne
And Chi-town via Bangor Maine, think I've seen it all
And all I can say is

How 'bout them cowgirls, boys, ain't they somethin'?
Sure are some proud girls and you can't tell them nothin'
And I tell you right now girls, may just be seven wonders of this
Big, old, round world, but how 'bout them cowgirls

She's ridin' colts in Steamboat Springs
Bailing hay outside Abilene, she's trying hard
To fit in in some city

But her home is 'neath that big, blue sky
And the Northern Plains and those other wide open spaces
Now a days there ain't as many

But how 'bout them cowgirls, boys, ain't they somethin'?
Sure are some proud girls and you can't tell them nothin'
And I tell you right now girls, may just be seven wonders of this
Big, old, round world, but how 'bout them cowgirls

Boy, she don't need you and she don't need me
She can do just fine on her own two feet
But she wants a man who wants her to be herself

And she'll never change, don't know how to hide
Her stubborn will or her fightin' side
But you treat her right and she'll love you like no one else

Yeah, how 'bout them cowgirls, boys, ain't they somethin'?
Sure are some proud girls but you can't beat the lovin'
And I tell you right now girls, may just be seven wonders of this
Big, old, round world, but how 'bout them cowgirls

How 'bout 'em boys?