Copenhagen Angel کے بول

Well she rolls her own cigarettes with the work of just on hand She acts mean and she cusses I know she wish she were a man She got her teeth knocked out by a bucking horse And when I told her that It made her look tough She just grinned and said I like it that way And then she loaded up her lip with snuff She's my snoose queen she's my Copenhagen angel She's my Beech Nut bunny she's my Red Fox brush hog She can ride a bareback horse and she can really hook into a bull She never misses her saddle bronc out and she rides it like a spurrin' fool She team ropes with the best of them ties a calf in 9.3 She'll dogs steers just for fun and make a fool out of you and me She's my snoose queen... Oh well a buckle polisher she's dang sure not She wins her own in all the tough spots Chasing cowboys just ain't her style. It's winnin' the prize money that makes her smile She's got a plug in both her cheeks she's got Copenhagen in her lip She's got a roll-your-own stuck between her teeth and I've never even seen her spit She's my snoose queen...