Roxanne

Verse

Roxanne Wolf in a ten-gallon hat,

fur shining gold where the sun hits flat,

boots kick dust on a back-road track,

howlin’ at the moon like a six-string crack

Verse

She rides that pickup like it’s a bronc,

tail in the wind, radio cranked,

neon bar signs turn to stars at dawn,

she tips her hat and the whole town talks

Verse

Old jukebox plays her favorite tune,

she howls along till the last drop’s gone,

small-town nights feel a little too soon,

but she keeps on singing till the lights come on

Chorus

Roxanne, Roxanne, cowgirl queen,

howlin’ loud on a midnight scene,

boots on the bar, guitar on her knee,

Roxanne, Roxanne, don’t you ever leave (Roxanne)