She wore glass slippers 
She held her head up high 
She had that sparkle at her feet 
And that twinkle in her eye 

She smiled at me 
And as I wondered why 
She said I'm looking for a cowboy 
To take me for a ride 

And he can rope me on the prarie 
And he can ride me on the plain 
And I will be his Cinderella 
If he'll be my cowboy man 

She said I've got a 40-gallon stetson hat 
With a 38-foot brim 
We could dance around the outside baby 
'Til we both fall in 

And you can rope me on the prarie 
And you can ride me on the plain 
And I will be your Cinderella 
If you'll be my cowboy man 

Now I ain't never been no cowboy 
But heaven knows I try 
I'll be riding tall in my saddle, honey
With my Cinderella by my side 

And I can rope her on the prarie 
And I can ride her on the plain 
And she will be me my Cinderella 
And I'll be her cowboy man
And I can rope her on the prarie 
And I can ride her on the plain 
And she will be me my Cinderella 
And I'll be her cowboy man