Album: The Very Best of 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 had met a queen
And she knew I saw right through those tight fittin' jeans
I asked her, "What's a woman like you, doin' here?
"I see you're used to champagne but I'll buy you a beer"
She said: "You've got me figured out but I'm not what I seem,
And for a dance I'll tell you 'bout these tight fittin' jeans"
She said: "I married money I'm used to wearin' pearls
"But I've always dreamed of bein' just a good ol' boy's girl
"So tonight I left those crystal candle-lights to live a dream
"And pardner, there's a tiger in these tight fittin' jeans"
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We danced ev'ry 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 tight fittin' jeans
In my mind she's still a lady, that's all I'm gonna say
I knew that I'd been broken by the time we parted ways
And I know I held more woman than most eyes have ever seen,
That night I knew a lady wearin' tight fittin' jeans
Well, now she's back in her world and I'm still stuck in mine,
But I know I'll always remember the time,
A cowboy once had a millionaire's dream,
And Lord, I loved that lady wearin' tight fittin' jeans