The Dance

The world is filled with some fancy dancers who'll come a prancing through your bedroom door They'll do a pretty good job of makin’ you think they're spot on what you're lookin’ for But they'll hem and haw and skirt the edges never quite proving what they claim to be They’ll never give you any straight answers when you tell ‘em just what it is you need The words will roll cross their tongues so easy they'll try to hide behind a white toothed lie Watch ‘em primp and prune their fancy feathers while promising you the moon in the sky Just keep on looking for the kind of man who’s only promise is a life of love And asks for nothing but to share that life under a wide Montana sky above You'll know for sure my dear when you've found him the right cowboy will treat you like he should Never take a single breath without you and no one will care for you like he would So I’ll toss my hat into the circle though I can never promise you the world I can make darn sure to never hurt you if you’ll only be this cowboy's cowgirl