Kitty Starr Songtext
von The Good Brothers
Kitty Starr Songtext
Kitty Starr
A Texas rodeo can turn a boy to smilin′
And he's just bound to fall in love with Kitty Starr
She′s riding like the wind with her hair straight out behind her
And a bright golden dress that shines like pairie fire
And I will not forget you if I live to be fourteen
I will hunt you down no matter where you may go
I'd even think of marriage 'cause you′re really peachy keene
We will ride and rope and have our own rodeo
For I love you more than airplanes, Kitty Starr
The dusty summer air don′t even seem to touch her
As she glides through the haze just like a movie queen
She kind of smiles my way and my young mind starts to racing
And I think thoughts of her and I and she and me
So let the bad guys stomp me and drag me across the ground
Still I'll never tell them where to find Kitty′s gold
Those wild Apache warriors can burn me at the stake
But I won't yell out because I′m so brave and bold
So I love you more than baseball, Kitty Starr
Now I'm in my room looking at your glossy photos
Hanging high on the wall above my bb gun
I lay back on the bed and close my eyes
And picture both of us riding into the setting sun
And I will not forget you if I live to be fourteen
I will hunt you down no matter where you may roam
I′d even think of marriage 'cause you're really peachy keene
We will ride and rope and have our own rodeo
So I love you more than Christmas, Kitty Starr
A Texas rodeo can turn a boy to smilin′
And he's just bound to fall in love with Kitty Starr
She′s riding like the wind with her hair straight out behind her
And a bright golden dress that shines like pairie fire
And I will not forget you if I live to be fourteen
I will hunt you down no matter where you may go
I'd even think of marriage 'cause you′re really peachy keene
We will ride and rope and have our own rodeo
For I love you more than airplanes, Kitty Starr
The dusty summer air don′t even seem to touch her
As she glides through the haze just like a movie queen
She kind of smiles my way and my young mind starts to racing
And I think thoughts of her and I and she and me
So let the bad guys stomp me and drag me across the ground
Still I'll never tell them where to find Kitty′s gold
Those wild Apache warriors can burn me at the stake
But I won't yell out because I′m so brave and bold
So I love you more than baseball, Kitty Starr
Now I'm in my room looking at your glossy photos
Hanging high on the wall above my bb gun
I lay back on the bed and close my eyes
And picture both of us riding into the setting sun
And I will not forget you if I live to be fourteen
I will hunt you down no matter where you may roam
I′d even think of marriage 'cause you're really peachy keene
We will ride and rope and have our own rodeo
So I love you more than Christmas, Kitty Starr
Writer(s): Dennis Linde Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com