Trisha Yearwood - Cowboys Are My Weakness Lyrics

You'll never hear me knocking an old pair of boots
A man who wears his Wranglers for his Sunday suit
The kind that ain't afraid to get dirt on his hands
And brings you fresh daisies in a coffee can
I like a man to ride me round pick-up style
Tip his hat, wink at me and shoot me a smile
Take me two stepping at the honky tonk, yea
That kind of man ain't hard to want cause

Cowboys are my weakness
Gimme some down home rugged sweetness
A little bit of outlaw
A little bit of Jesus
Cowboys are my weakness

I love to hear my name inside a Southern drawl
A man who takes his time, you know what I mean, y'all
Who gets a little rowdy, a little outta hand
But when he's around your mama, he says "Yes ma'am"
A doer not a talker, he's tried and true
The salt of the earth, but if he's sweet on you
He'll treat you like you're the only woman alive
Yea high up in the saddle's one hell of a ride, cause

Cowboys are my weakness
Gimme some down home rugged sweetness
A little bit of outlaw
A little bit of Jesus
Cowboys are my weakness

I wanna be the lady he loves with all his heart and soul
I wanna be the lady he keeps warm when the nights get cold

Cowboys are my weakness
Gimme some down home rugged sweetness
A little bit of outlaw
A little bit of Jesus
Lord help me, Jesus
Cowboys are my weakness


[Thanks to pink_221 for adding these lyrics]