(Bobby Goldsboro)



In the airport lounge, he sat with his cane and durby hat

The grandest man that I had ever seen

Outside the heavy rains had grounded all the planes

So I asked him if he'd like some company



In my rhinestone-studded suit

And my cowgirl high-heel boots

I must have been a site for him to see

But he said, "Pull up a chair"

As I fumble with my hair

A more unlikely pair you'll never see



I was Mogan David wine

He was Chablis fifty-nine

But there we sat

The cowgirl and the dandy



He was ski resorts in Aspen

And summers in Paris

I was Grand Ole Opry Nashville, Tennessee



The cowgirl and the dandy

As different as can be

But it seemed so right that rainy night in Tennessee



Then somewhere in between

His Harvey's Bristol cream

And the beer that I kept sippin' at his table



We somehow came together for a night of stormy wheater

Now there's a little bit of class in this old cabin

An' there's a little country in the dandy



The cowgirl and the dandy

As different as can be

But it seemed so right that rainy night in Tennessee



I was Mogan David wine

He was Chablis fifty-nine

But there we sat

The cowgirl and the dandy



He was ski resorts in Aspen

And summers in Paris

I was Grand Ole Opry Nashville, Tennessee



He was ski resorts in Aspen

And summers in Paris

I was Grand Ole Opry Nashville, Tennessee