Cowgirl Bella Lyrics

Paying guest workers in the summer, to pick and pack vegetables.

Bella had a glittering ankle tag for a minor.

Maybe I saved her, like a cat in the river.

We met over a pair of flared bootlegs.

Tracing our roots, walking on eggs.

We hung out, I was walking on eggs….

………………………… oh, yea oh yea

It was written in the stars. She's pretty damn normal, plays her guitar in the bars.

In fields of dreams, she looks so good.

Spending the nights chasing moonbeams.

We met over a pair of flared bootlegs.

Tracing our roots, walking on eggs.

So, hoist the banners, Cowgirl Bella and I are hitched. Her glittering ankle got me bewitched.

If I die now, you can bury me with the good old boys. I'm one happy cowboy.

It was written in the stars. She's pretty damn normal, plays her guitar in the bars.

We met over a pair of flared bootlegs.

Tracing our roots, walking on eggs.