She Had Loved a Sailor
Oh, her love was for a sailor
Alas, the sailor sailed alone
So she took up with a cowboy
Who wore boots and rode a Roan
He dried her tears and held her hand
And softly whispered in her ear
He taught her how to dance real slow
And how to drink cold long necked beer
And then one day the sailor came
Fresh from the Hebrides he said
He bumped into the cowboy's boots
Tucked just beneath her feather bed
He lost his temper and turned red
And he swore he'd kill the man
She smiled and said that wasn't wise
"You had best just leave while you can"
"He's a man that can dance real slow,
"And wrestle steers for a livin'
"He breaks wild horses hereabouts
"And his heart is full of givin' "
Oh, he heard danger in her voice
And he was not a stupid man
He hoisted his bag to his shoulder
Tipped his hat - struck a trail for Cheyenne
Her life is good - good as can be
And she lost her love of the sea
She smiles when she can dance real slow
And drink beer that is cold and free
10-4-20
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