There Ain'T Nothin' Better Then a Cowboy Lover

He was her part time lover even though he was her only one A man you could love But she’d never let him know… she had a full time heart Although her strings had some wear and tear throughout her years. She wasn’t going to let him put her heart in his pocket. No, she wasn’t about to give her heart away She’d play it cool. Never let him see her fears Pretend she was tough Never cry or show any tears He was a man, raised right by his mother He’d lay a rose upon her pillow He was a man like no other There ain’t nothin’ better then a cowboy lover His name was Jesse from Montana He had skin the color of lightly roasted coffee from being out in the sun so much His smile, a bit crooked made him look a bit mischievous, in a teasing sort of manner It could knock your socks off if you gazed too long She met him at a little café’ in Big Sky leaning against the counter like a long, tall drink of cool water Boots, hat and all the makins' of a real cowboy She had slayed the paper dragons of her past Put them all behind her She was bold and brave; asked for his number which he willingly gave with a smile, a little bit crooked, a bit mischievous in a teasing sort of manner They’d cuddle in their blanket under the stars and the moonlite listening to Hank Williams songs drinking coffee around their campfire telling stories from their pasts; laughing, snuggling Before she’d go to sleep at night, he’d kiss her cheek and hold her close in his arms One night as she lay in his arms, he stroked her cheek with his tender touch, kissed her lips and held her tight He said, “What would you do if I asked "Ask what”, she said? "Little lady, do you know I love you, would you kindly be my wife”? When he said that to her that wonderful nite under the stars she realized... She wanted him, to put her heart in his pocket That was the night she gave her heart away She wasn’t playin’ it cool She let him see her fears She wasn’t really all that tough Then, she cried and showed him her tears He was a real man, raised right by his mother He laid a rose upon her pillow He really was a man like no other Nope, there sure ain’t nothin’ better then a cowboy lover *~The Sweet End~*