She's a rounder I can tell you that she can sing 'em all night too She'll raise hell about the sleep she's lost but even cowgirls get the blues Especially cowgirls they're the gypsy kind and need their reins laid on 'em loose She's lived to see the world turned upside down hitchin' rides out of the blues
Even cowgirls get the blues sometimes bound to don't know what to do sometimes Get the feelin' like she's too far gone the only way she's ever been
Lonely nights are out there on the road motel ceiling stares you down There must be safer ways to pay your dues but even cowgirls get the blues Even cowgirls get the blues... Even cowgirls get the blues...