Intro: E (4 measures)
Well she rolls her own cigarettes with the
work of just one hand.
She acts mean and she cusses;
I know she'd wish she were a man.
She got her teeth knocked out by a
bucking horse, and when I told her that
it made her look tough,
well, she just grinned and said "I like it that way",
and then she loaded up her lip with snuff!
She's my snuce queen.
She's my Copenhagen angel.
She's my Beech Nut honey.
She's my Red Fox brush hog.
Now she can ride a bareback horse and she can
really hook into a bull.
She never misses her saddle bronc out;
She rides it like a spurrin' fool.
And she can team rope with the best of them and
ties a calf in 9.3
Yeah, she dogs steers just for fun
and'll make a fool out of you and me.
Oh well a buckle polisher she's dang sure not.
She holds her own in all the tough spots.
Chasin' cowboys just ain't her style.
It's winning the prize money that makes her smile!
Well she's got a plug in both her cheeks and she's
got Copenhagen in her lip.
She's got a roll your own stuck between her teeth
and I've never ever seen her spit.
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