Now she could dance that slow Uvalde shuffle to some cowboy hustle

How she makes them trophy buckles shine,shine,shine 

Wild-eyed and Mexican silvered, trickin'dumb ol' cousin Willard 

Into thinkin' that he's got her this time 



Chorus: 

Hill country honky-tonkin' Rita Ballou 

Every beer joint in town has played the fool for you 

Backslidin' barrel ridin' Rita Ballou 

Ain't a cowboy in Texas would not ride a bull for you 



She's a rawhide rope and velvet mixture walkin' talkin' Texas texture

High timin' barroom fixture kind of a girl

She's the queen of cowboys look at ol' Willard grinnin' now, boys

You'd a-thought there's less fools in this world 



Chorus: 

Hill country honky-tonkin' Rita Ballou 

Every beer joint in town has played the fool for you 

Backslidin' barrel ridin' Rita Ballou 

Ain't a cowboy in Texas would not ride a bull for you 



Good luck, Willard, and here's to ya

Here's to Rita and I hope she'll do ya

right all night

Lord, I wish I was the fool in your shoes 



Chorus

Hill country honky-tonkin' Rita Ballou 

Every beer joint in town has played the fool for you 

Backslidin' barrel ridin' Rita Ballou 

Ain't a cowboy in Texas would not ride a bull for you