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Cow Town
Donald Swann, he was a millionaire
From a Texas oil family
He was a man of integrity
But he still worked hard and believed in God
He went to France on business
She saw love in the eyes of the American guy
Met a woman there named Simone
And she didn't like to be alone
Now it's a cow town
It's a cow town
For Simone Swann
Living on the Buffalo Bayou
She packed up all her perfume
For the gusty pioneer
There's a chill about every ten years."
So they flew hand in hand to Houston
On a carefree note he said "Forget your coat
Home of Exxon, Gulf, and Shell
He said we have an income bigger than France
We all think that's swell
And she, for one, had always fancied
He loved her French accent
And her knowledge of the arts
So they got married up in Dripping Springs
Havin' a millionaire sweetheart
Flew her mamma in from Cannes
She said, "What kind of romance could make
My baby leave France
Now she thinks about France and the night life there
Donald must be some kind of Don Juan."
And its cafes and bistros
Donald, a hard working, simple man,
Likes to see the livestock shows
He's off checkin' out cows and pigs
And when he's not off on business
And she gets weary on a twelve mile prairie
Starin' at the drilling rigs
Now it's a cow town
For Simone Swann
It's a cow town
Living on the Buffalo Bayou
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תודה, המערכת תבדוק את הקליפ ותוסיף אותו למאגר
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