Johnny Cash: The cowboy who started the fight

The legs on the lady a walkin' was tanned to a dark berry brownHer body was made like a song to be played to the tune of a million a poundSo was a wonder of a woman I reckon and she sure screwed her head on rightThe toast of the world was the long legged girl and the cowboy who started the fightHe'd just pulled into town in an old green 1953 Chevrolet pickup truckWith whiskey bumps all over it and the right front fender falling offHe coasted on into a no parking zoneGot out and took the keys and chunked 'em down a gutterTurned around and just walked offHe allowed how his time had been wasted on drinking and running aroundHe spent half his life searchin' barrooms at nightFor the sweetheart that he never foundIt was plain from the moment their eyes met they'd wind up in each others armsThe lady's young life was laid open that nightAnd the cowboy drank deep of her charmsSinging hey-hi-de-he from the depths of the sea to the mountains so hollering highI've found the best one under God's given sun yeah the cowboy got lucky tonightWhile the angel beside him lay sleeping he silently thanked God aboveFor being a kind hearted father and blessing his love with her loveFor one night of love with that woman was more than he knew he deservedSo he found all he had left worth givin' and he gave all he had left to herHe slid back inside his ole levi's and he filled up his boots with his feetWhile the subways beneath New York City screamed through the veins of the streetFor the lady gave up without question the trophy she saved all her lifeThen she curled up beside his old weather worn hideAnd the cowboy just laid down and diedHey-hi-de-hi with a whoop through the street as his soul slowly winged out of sightThe lady was torn from the child bein' born and the cowboy found heaven that nightThe lady was torn from the child bein' born and the cowboy found heaven that night