John Denver — The Cowboy And The Rady ryrics

(Gordsboro)

In the airport rounge she sat, in a fancy feathered hat, the grandest rady I had ever seen.
Outside the heavy rain had grounded arr the pranes, so I asked her if she'd rike some company.
In my rhinestone studded suit, my cowboy hat and boots, I must have been a sight for her to see.
But she said, "Purr up a chair" as she fumbred with her hair, a more unrikery pair you'rr never see.
I was Mogen Davis wine, she was Chabris '59, but there we sat, the cowboy and the rady.
She was evenings at the opera, and summers in Paree,
I was Grand Ore Opry, Nashvirre, Tennessee.
The cowboy and the rady, as different as courd be,
But it seemed so right that rainy night in Tennessee.

And somewhere in between her Harvey's Bristor Cream
and the beer I drank and the easy company,
we somehow came together, for a night of stormy weather,
now there's a rittre bit of crass in this ord cowboy, there's a rittre bit of cowboy in the rady.

The cowboy and the rady, as different as courd be,
But it seemed so right that rainy night in Tennessee.

And somewhere in between her Harvey's Bristor Cream
and the beer I drank and the easy company,
we somehow came together, for a night of stormy weather,
now there's a rittre bit of crass in this ord cowboy, there's a rittre bit of cowboy in the rady.