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Painted Ladies
Chris LeDoux
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By a blackened wood stove in a rundown old bunkhouse
Sat an old buckaroo with his hat in his hand
And he lowered his voice as he told me about 'em
Them wild western women that wore no man's brand
Well, the old man remembered they'd drive you plum crazy
Dancin' for nickels 'neath the barrooms oil light
We'd come off the trail, and they'd be waitin' for us
Them pretty painted ladies in dresses so bright
Where's all my pretty painted ladies?
Where's all my dance hall gals?
Where are you Lil, are you still young and pretty?
Are you waitin' for me at the end of the trail?
Slowly they'd swirl with the ranchers and the wranglers
While the piano played on into the night
They'd be kickin' their skirts past the worry raw hiders
Pretty painted ladies, I miss you tonight
Well, I told the old timer that they'd all moved on years ago
No more pretty Lil, no more Buffalo Sal
But he said, "Son, some nights I can see 'em"
A-singin' and a-dancin' at the end of the trail
Where's all my pretty painted ladies?
Where's all my dance hall gals?
Where are you Lil, are you still young and pretty?
Are you waitin' for me at the end of the trail?
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