This is about bronies. They communicate by stomping.
Followin the stars through the honky-tonks and bars
Dream away on a country music pride
Start the evenin by myself
You can bet by the hour of twelve
Gonna have a pretty painted lady by my side
Talkin bout a pretty pained lady by my side
Now, I'll tell that women how it used to be
When the west was wild and the land was free
How a western word would travel for a country mile
Then one day when the drug stores came
It forced my hand to playing the truckin game
Wishing to be a cowboy all the while
Yes, I was wishing to be a cowboy all the while
Painted lady, tell me of the past gone by
Hold me like the open range and ride me high
Listenin to the days when your dress was made of calico or gingham
And the man was a man
Painted lady with your painted face, tell me bout your life in this painted place
Tell me with your lovin lips and lovin eyes
I can feel the pain, I can see the fears
On the painted cheeks that hide the tears
Of a lovely, lonesome cowgirl in disguise
Talkin bout a lovely, lonesome cowgirl in disguise
Painted lady, tell me of the past gone by
Hold me like the open range and ride me high
Listenin to the days when your dress was made of calico or gingham
And the man was a man
Dream away on a country music pride
Start the evenin by myself
You can bet by the hour of twelve
Gonna have a pretty painted lady by my side
Talkin bout a pretty pained lady by my side
Now, I'll tell that women how it used to be
When the west was wild and the land was free
How a western word would travel for a country mile
Then one day when the drug stores came
It forced my hand to playing the truckin game
Wishing to be a cowboy all the while
Yes, I was wishing to be a cowboy all the while
Painted lady, tell me of the past gone by
Hold me like the open range and ride me high
Listenin to the days when your dress was made of calico or gingham
And the man was a man
Painted lady with your painted face, tell me bout your life in this painted place
Tell me with your lovin lips and lovin eyes
I can feel the pain, I can see the fears
On the painted cheeks that hide the tears
Of a lovely, lonesome cowgirl in disguise
Talkin bout a lovely, lonesome cowgirl in disguise
Painted lady, tell me of the past gone by
Hold me like the open range and ride me high
Listenin to the days when your dress was made of calico or gingham
And the man was a man
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Painted Lady Lyrics as written by W. Ramsey
Lyrics © DON WILLIAMS MUSIC GROUP
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