She'll ride that Appaloosa In head to toe rhinestones Roughie or a roper Never you mind who she takes home She's no buckle bunny She's got some of her own Clover leafin' woman You call her backyard grown She's a can chaser, barrel racer Queen of the rodeo She's a can chaser, you can't chase her Love to see her go ♪ Talk about her clipped in hair False lashes and lipstick Joke how she must be sore down there You say she gets her pick Go ahead and rope that steer Like men were built to do While she breaks away you'll break a leg She'll run circles around you She's a can chaser, barrel racer Queen of the rodeo She's a can chaser, you can't chase her Love to see her go ♪ She's a can chaser, barrel racer Queen of the rodeo She's a can chaser, you can't chase her Love to see her go She's a can chaser, barrel racer Queen of the rodeo She's a can chaser, you can't chase her Love to see her go