Verse She could dance that slow Uvalde Shuffle to some cowboy hustle How she made them cowboy buckles Shine, shine, shine Wild-eyed and Mexican silvered Trickin' dumb old cousin Willard Into thinkin that he's got her this time Hill country honky-tonkin Rita Ballou Every beer joint in town has played a fool for you Backslidin' barrel ridin' Rita Ballou Ain't a cowboy in Texas would not ride a bull for you Verse She's a rawhide rope and velvet mixture Walkin' talkin Texas texture Hightimin' barroom fixture kind of a girl She's the queen of the cowboys Look at old Willard grinnin' now boys You'd of thought there's less fools in this world Chorus Solo Bridge So good luck Willard and here's to you And here's to Rita and I hope she'll do ya Right all night Lord I wish I was the fool in your shoes Chorus