Stockholm Cowgirl [song lyric]
I met a girl from Stockholm
A cowgirl (so she said)
Impressive in her rhinestones
She seemed a thoroughbred
But at the time I didn’t see
The spurs she wore below
Received her rattler snakebite
But I had no antidote
Her lasso twirled around me
And reeled me in real close
It wasn’t long before she had
Become my Texas Rose
But roses aren’t just pretty
With strong seductive scent
Behind the lovely petals
There’s a sharpness on the stem
She’s a Stockholm cowgirl living out her lie
Running round pretending that she loves to touch the sky
On the ranch she’s full of sweetness; on the range she is at home
While all the while she’s using guys out in the Twilight Zone
She said she sought adventure
I believed her at the start
So we pioneered a railroad
Which she drove straight through my heart
She knew just how to hurt me
I was branded on my soul
She overturned my wagon
Put me on her totem pole
It took a while to waken up,
To see the cactus thorns
In Eldorado desert
Stampeding cattle horns.
When I saw that dust cloud coming
I was hanging up my boots
The rhinestones changed to sequins
And the lasso to a noose
She’s a Stockholm cowgirl living out her lie
Running round pretending that she loves to touch the sky
On the ranch she’s full of sweetness; on the range she is at home
While all the while she’s using guys out in the Twilight Zone
[I could see through the show
Little girl never grown.
Couldn’t deal with her past
Now she’s slipped through my grasp]
Someone needs to rein her in
That Western Femme Fatale
And tell her at the same time
Life’s not O.K. Corral
Playing games with people’s hearts
A dangerous line to dance
Toying round with someone’s gun
In frontier borderlands
She’s a Stockholm cowgirl living out her lie
Running round pretending that she loves to touch the sky
On the ranch she’s full of sweetness; on the range she is at home
While all the while she’s using guys out in the Twilight Zone
© 2011, Alan Morrison
The Naked Troubadour 