Cowboys Don't Line Dance

I was sittin' pretty at the end of the bar

Peeling off the label of a cold PBR

Watching the line dancing club as they filed through the door

Almost fell off my barstool when you sidled by

You said

Well hey there cowboy, come and give it a try

So I fixed my hat

And I followed you out on the floor

I told you

Cowboys don't line dance

And I think I ought to try with you

You look so good in your daisy duke denim

And them lily white cowboy boots

We can do-si-do, boot scootin' boogie

Or achey break a heart or two

Baby, cowboys don't line dance

But I think I ought to try with you

So I fumbled my way through an electric slide

You could see I was hurtin, so you pulled me aside

And said

Boy, I kinda thought that bronc riders woulda loved to dance

I said

Baby, I can two-step like a chicken-fried king

But this rhinestone country ain't exactly my thing

But for a shot at you girl

You know I'd give any shuffle a chance, lord knows

But baby

Cowboys don't line dance

And I think I ought to try with you

You look so good in your daisy duke denim

And them lily white cowboy boots

We can do-si-do, boot scootin' boogie

Or achey break a heart or two

Baby, cowboys don't line dance

But I think I ought to try with you

Well baby

Cowboys don't line dance

And I think I ought to try with you

You look so good in your daisy duke denim

And them lily white cowboy boots

We can do-si-do, boot scootin' boogie

Or achey break a heart or two

Baby, cowboys don't line dance

But I think I ought to try with you

We can do-si-do, boot scootin' boogie

Or achey break a heart or two

Baby, cowboys don't line dance

And I think I ought to try with you