And one day in 20 minutes I wrote this song.
It became a classic,
which I didn't know it at the time,
but
it was recorded by Conway Twitty.
She tried to hide it by the faded denim clothes she wore,
but I knew she'd never been inside a bar before.
And I felt like a peasant who just hadn't met a queen,
and she knew I saw right through
her night fitting jeans.
I asked her, what's a woman like you doing here?
I see you're
used to champagne,
but I'll buy you a beer.
She said, you've got me figured out.
I'm not
what I seem,
but for a dance I'll tell you about these night fitting jeans.
Then she said,
I'm married and money,
and I'm used to wearing pearls,
but I've always dreamed of being just
a good old boys girl.
So tonight I'll lift those crystal candle lights to live a dream,
and partner,
there's a tiger in these night fitting jeans.
We danced every dance,
and Lord,
the beer that we went through,
I'm satisfied I did my best to make her dream come true.
As she played out her fantasy before my eyes it seemed,
a cowgirl came alive inside those night fitting jeans.
In my mind she's still a lady,
that's all I'm going to say,
but I knew that I'd been broken by the time we parted ways.
And I know I held more woman than most have ever seen,
the night I knew a lady wearing night fitting jeans.
Well, now she's back in her world,
and I'm still stuck in mine,
but I know she'll always
remember the time a cowboy once had a millionaire's dream.
And Lord,
I love that lady wearing night fitting jeans.
Thank you.