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She tried to hide it by the faded denim clothes she wore |
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But I knew she'd never been inside a bar before |
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And I felt like a peasant who just had met a queen |
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And she knew I saw right through those tight fittin' jeans |
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I asked her, "What's a woman like you, doin' here? |
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I see you're used to champagne but I'll buy you a beer" |
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She said, "You've got me figured out but I'm not what I seem |
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And for a dance I'll tell you 'bout these tight fittin' jeans" |
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She said, "I married money, I'm used to wearin' pearls |
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But I've always dreamed of bein' just a good old boy's girl |
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So tonight I left those crystal candle lights to live a dream |
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And pardner, there's a tiger in these tight fittin' jeans" |
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We danced every dance and, Lord, the beer that we went through |
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I'm satisfied I did my best to make her dream come true |
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As she played out her fantasy before my eyes it seemed |
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A cowgirl came alive inside those tight fittin' jeans |
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In my mind she's still a lady, that's all I'm gonna say |
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I knew that I'd been broken by the time we parted ways |
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And I know I held more woman than most eyes have ever seen |
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That night I knew a lady wearin' tight fittin' jeans |
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Well now she's back in her world and I'm still stuck in mine |
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But I know she'll always remember the time |
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A cowboy once had a millionaire's dream |
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And Lord, I loved that lady wearin' tight fittin' jeans |
