I got a brand [bad word]  Man, I'm gonna do my best this time
 I got a brand [bad word]  Man, I'm gonna do my best this time
 You know she cools me with her breathin'
 Chases away those howlin' bottles of wine

 She fits just like my guitar
 Man, she's near as tall as me
 She fits just like my guitar
 She's near as tall as me
 She lives way out the train
 But she's Texas as can be

 She got a home-spun disposition
 Man, she's just as gentle as you please
 She got a home-spun disposition
 Man, she's just as gentle as you please
 She got arms just like two rattle snakes
 Legs just like a billow in the breeze

 I got a brand [bad word]  Man, I'm gonna do my best this time
 I got a brand [bad word]  Man, I'm gonna do my best this time
 I want to trace her with my body
 I want to track her with my mind