Doc O'Lena I want her papers,
Spade bed and her smile
Just about a ton of grit, little bit of style
Little bit of style
She was tough and touchy
When she was young and green
Now she's slidin' in her silver,
She's every cowboy's dream
Nailed the traction on her, calvum on her ice
Catch him in the boulders, never thinkin twice
Never thinkin twice
There's earth and there's heaven, I've exulted between
And I'm safe sitting center of
Every cowboy's dream
Some guy wants to buy her,
I say "She's not for sale, your offer's too much money."
I turn a little pale, turn a little pale
Smilin right away, I'm carryin like a king,
And I realize I'm in love with every cowboy's dream
Meet a blonde haired beauty,
I duck my head and smile
Lord I'm mighty tired,
Of this high and lonesome style
The only way to get her,
Is to sell my best horse for a ring,
Stay up all night thinking,
"Could I do such a thing?"
Out early in the morning, hooking up the fort
Feelin a bit sad about the things I can't afford
Things I can't afford
Some men wait a lifetime to find this very thing,
Blonde hair and blue eyes, many of cowboys dream
Doc O'Lena I own her papers, spade bed and her smile
Just about a ton of grit, and a little bit of style
Little bit of style
I'm still hoping someday that I can find my queen
I ain't got a diamond, but I've got every cowboy's dream
I'm still hoping someday that I can find my queen
I ain't got a diamond...