She's around her, I can tell you that. She can sing them all night, too. She'll raise hell about the sleep she lost.But even cowgirls get the blues. Especially cowgirls, they're the gypsy kind. And need their reins laid on the loose.She'll live 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.Lonely nights are out there on the road. Motel ceiling stares you down.There must be safer ways to pay your dues. But even cowgirls get the blues.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.Even cowgirls get the blues sometimes. Bound to don't know what to do sometimes.Get this feeling like the restless wind. The only way she's ever been.Get this feeling like she's too far gone. The only way she's ever been.