The Cowboy and the Lady

In the airport lounge she sat in a fancy feathered hat

The grandest lady I had ever seen

Outside the heavy rains had grounded all the planes

So I asked her if she'd like some company

In my rhinestone-studded suit, my cowboy hat, and boots

I must have been a sight for her to see

But she said, "Pull up a chair," as she fumbled with her hair

A more unlikely pair you'll never see

I was Mogen David wine, she was Chablis fifty-nine

But there we sat, the cowboy and the lady

She was ski resorts in Aspen and summers in Paree

I was Grand Ole Opry, Nashville, Tennessee

The cowboy and the lady

As diff'rent as could be

But it seemed so right that rainy night in Tennessee

Then somewhere in between her Harley's Bristol Creme

And the beer I drank and the easy company

We somehow came together for a night of stormy weather

Now there's a little bit of class in this old cowboy

There's a little bit of cowboy in the lady

The cowboy and the lady

As diff'rent as could be

But it seemed so right that rainy night in Tennessee

We somehow came together for a night of stormy weather

Now there's a little bit of class in this old cowboy

And there's a little bit of cowboy in the lady