City Cowgirl

Dust on my boots

Lipstick in your backseat

You said I don’t belong

Past the end of your concrete

I just tipped my hat

Kicked that door wide

Turned your uptown bar

To a wild west ride (hey!)

I’m your city cowgirl

Spurs on a subway train

Rhinestones in the streetlight rain

Too loud for your little world

I’m your city cowgirl

Boots on the barroom rail

Laughin’ at your fairy-tale

You can chase me

Watch me whirl

I’m your city cowgirl

Neon on denim

You stare like you’ve seen a ghost

Never met a heart

That could outdrink your ego

You draw your lines

I draw ’em in dust

You talk big talk

I just say “ride or rust”

I’m your city cowgirl

Spurs on a subway train

Rhinestones in the streetlight rain

Too loud for your little world

I’m your city cowgirl

Boots on the barroom rail

Laughin’ at your fairy-tale

You can chase me

Watch me whirl

I’m your city cowgirl

You called me wild

Like it’s something I should hide

But I was born

With that open‑highway mind

So keep your rules

And your diamond store ring

I’ve got a lassoed moon

And a downtown swing (oh yeah)

I’m your city cowgirl

Spurs on a subway train

Rhinestones in the streetlight rain

Too loud for your little world

I’m your city cowgirl

Boots on the barroom rail

Laughin’ at your fairy-tale

You can chase me

Watch me whirl

I’m your city cowgirl