Patsy Montana — The She Buckaroo

Some gals, they like babies and houses and things But give me the feel of a horse that has wings I'll ride him straight up, like all cowboys do I'm a straight ridin' lassie A she buckaroo There's a secret in life For which I sure hold I'm pinin' to ride that old strawberry roan I'll make him hop out like an old kangaroo I'm a tough ridin' lassie A she buckaroo If you make the rodeos You'll find me right there Ridin' and ropin' And wind in my hair All the prizes they give Make the he-men feel blue I'm a prize-winnin' lassie A she buckaroo Sure I'm stuck on myself But what do I care There's no none around me to give me the air But I've never walked home from a trip to the zoo I'm a man-hatin' lassie A she buckaroo Someday when I'm ready I'll ride down the road I'll rope me a cowpoke That's never been throwed I'll hogtie him tight Til' he swears he'll be true I'm a man-hatin' lassie A she buckaroo I'll throw away my chaps And get dresses instead I'll learn to make biscuits And maybe cornbread We'll live in a town I think that'll do And goodbye to Patsy The she buckaroo