Cowgirls on Parade - Tullycraft

Ontana lives for ponytails and buckin' britches

A knack for catchin' outlaw gangs and blowing kisses

The sense to use her quick wits in a time of dismay

On stage they pose as glamour girls in glittered Stetsons

At night they’re playing amateur frontier detectives

Sure shots with prairie dogs, they’re riding wranglers for days

When the sun goes down guts and gumption they thrill you

Using Texas charm bikinis kill-kill-kill you

From the st-stampede to the stage

Cowgirls on parade (We don’t stop and they don’t stop, hey)

Cowgirls on parade (We don’t stop and they don’t stop, hey)

Pushing hard for Texas wild west shows and stars that spangle

Making cherry bombs from small town girls and fallen angels

Playing rodeos, county fairs, and noon matinees

Catching crooks at night while saving southern belles in peril

From Rhinestone Cattle Queens to roping calves and racing barrels

Tracking villains, thieves, and bandits as the sun fades away

When the sun goes down guts and gumption they thrill you

Using Texas charm bikinis kill-kill-kill you

From the stampede to the stage

Cowgirls on parade (We don’t stop and they don’t stop, hey)

Cowgirls on parade (We don’t stop and they don’t stop, hey)

When the sun goes down guts and gumption they thrill you

Using Texas charm bikinis kill-kill-kill you

From the st-stampede to the stage

Cowgirls on parade (We don’t stop and they don’t stop, hey)

Cowgirls on parade (We don’t stop and they don’t stop, hey)

Cowgirls on parade (We don’t stop and they don’t stop, hey)

Cowgirls on parade (We don’t stop and they don’t stop, hey)