Cold Knees Or Alice

Think I'll spend the Winter in Dallas
These Northern climes are hard on my knees
It's been a while since I've seen Alice
She's always been so easy to please

These Northern Climes are hard on my knees
It would be nice to see her again
She's always been so easy to please
Told her I'd be back, couldn't say when

It would be nice to see her again
Maybe we'll dance 'til the early dawn
Told her I'd be back, couldn't say when
Saddled my hoss and then I was gone

Maybe we'll dance 'til the early dawn
Wonder if she's still glad to see me -
Saddled my hoss and then I was gone
Hope she ain't mad, but then it could be

Wonder if she's still glad to see me -
I can picture that smile on her face
Hope she ain't mad, but then it could be
Without her this ain't much of a place

I can picture that smile on her face -
She packs a pistol in her left boot
Without her this ain't much of a place
As I recall she really can shoot

She packs a pistol in her left boot
Maybe come winter I should stay here
As I recall she really can shoot
I gotta choose 'tween cold knees and fear

Maybe come Winter I should stay here
It's been awhile since I've seen Alice
I gotta choose 'tween cold knees and fear
Think I'll spend the Winter in Dallas


April 12, 2016
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Roper Avatar
October 17, 2016 at 8:19 PM
Larry, congratulations on your win :-) Hugs Eve
Bradfield Avatar
October 17, 2016 at 9:21 PM
Thank you, Eve! Great fun I thought..Larry
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October 17, 2016 at 11:08 AM
Hi Larry, Congratulations on your 1st place win:-) Alexis
Bradfield Avatar
October 17, 2016 at 1:08 PM
Thank you, Alexis. I appreciate it..Larry
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