Painted Lady

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