Buttons and Bows

Buttons And Bows - Tommy Bruce

Gimme eastern trimmin where women are women

In high silk hose and peek-a-boo clothes

And French perfume that rocks the room

And I'm all yours in buttons and bows

Buttons and bows buttons and bows

Buttons and bows buttons and bows

East is east and west is west

And the wrong one I have chose

Let's go where I'll keep on wearin

Those frills and flowers and buttons and bows

Rings and things and anything buttons and bows

Buttons and bows

Buttons and bows

Buttons and bows

Don't bury me in this prairie

Take me where the cement grows

Let's move down to some big town

Where they love a gal by the cut of her clothes

And I'll stand out in buttons and bows

Buttons and bows

Buttons and bows

Buttons and bows

Buttons and bows

I'll love you in buckskin

Or skirts that I've homespun

But I'll love you longer stronger where

Your friends don't tote a gun

My bones denounce the buckboard bounce

And the cactus hurts my toes

Let's vamoose where gals keep usin

Those silks and satins and linen that shows

And I'm all yours in buttons and bows

Buttons and bows

Buttons and bows

Buttons and bows

Buttons

I'll love you in buckskin

Or skirts that I've homespun

But I'll love you longer stronger where

Your friends don't tote a gun

My bones denounce the buckboard bounce

And the cactus hurts my toes

Let's vamoose where gals keep usin

Those silks and satins and linen that shows

And I'm all yours in buttons and bows

Buttons and bows buttons and bows

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