She Knew I Was a Cowboy

I was leanin’ on the bar with a glass half empty
Washin’ off the dust when she brushed up against me
She was soft and pretty everything that i’m not
She said you look lonesome
I said yeah i get that a lot

She knew i was a cowboy
I was born headed west
She knew i was a cowboy
When we met

I had mud on my boots and my hat stained with sweat
Lines on my face and miles of regret
But my silver belt buckle still caught her eye
The only thing i’ve got that still got its shine

Yeah she knew i was a cowboy
A long shot at best
But she knew i was a cowboy when we met

She had a mind made up both hands on the wheels
Her bags in the back of that old oldmobile
Left her tears on the pocket of my pearl button shirt
I whispered i loved her
But i don’t think she heard

But she knew i was a cowboy
Not what she needed i guess but she knew i was a cowboy
When we met
Yeah she knew i was a cowboy
When she left