Followin' the stars through the honky-tonks and bars

Dream away on a country music pride

Start the evenin' by myself

You can bet by the hour of twelve

Gonna have a pretty painted lady by my side

Talkin' ‘bout a pretty pained lady by my side



Now, I'll tell that women how it used to be

When the west was wild and the land was free

How a western word would travel for a country mile

Then one day when the drug stores came

It forced my hand to playing the truckin' game

Wishing to be a cowboy all the while

Yes, I was wishing to be a cowboy all the while



Painted lady, tell me of the past gone by

Hold me like the open range and ride me high
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Listenin' to the days when your dress was made of calico or gingham



And the man was a man…



Painted lady with your painted face, tell me ‘bout your life in this painted place

Tell me with your lovin' lips – and lovin' eyes

I can feel the pain, I can see the fears

On the painted cheeks that hide the tears

Of a lovely, lonesome cowgirl in disguise

Talkin' ‘bout a lovely, lonesome cowgirl in disguise



Painted lady, tell me of the past gone by

Hold me like the open range and ride me high

Listenin' to the days when your dress was made of calico or gingham

And the man was a man…

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