(Rodney Crowell) She's a rounder I can tell you that She can sing 'em all night too She'll raise hell about the sleep she lost Even cowgirls get the blues. Especially cowgirls, they're the gypsy kind And need their reins laid on 'em loose She's lived to see the world turned upside down Hitching rides out of the blue. But even cowgirls get the blues sometimes bound to Don't know what to do Sometimes get this feeling like she's too far gone The only way she's ever been. --- Instrumental --- Lonely nights are out there on the road Motel ceilings stare you down There must be safer ways to pay your dues But even cowgirls get the blues. Even cowgirls get the blues sometimes bound to Don't know what to do Sometimes get this feeling like she's too far gone The only way she's ever been. Even cowgirls get the blues sometimes bound to Don't know what to do Sometimes get this feeling like restless wind The only way she's ever been. --- Instrumental to fade ---