There I saw you, Western Girl
You looked good in your boots
Your blue jeans and your Stetson hat
Really showed your roots
You did dance there, Western Girl
You could have tempted me
But the ring upon your finger
Showed that you weren't free
I tried to forget you
But I still always remain
I think of you, Western Girl
But I never knew your name
I think of you, Western Girl
But I never knew your name
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