I saw her there with the deep brown hair
And eyes of piercing green
I saw her boots she's a cowboy too
Thank god her aim isn't on me
Lord, I hope her aim isn't on me
She pulls out her gun
Now the fun's begun
She shoots and I hit the deck
Oh what a shot
She missed my head
But hit my heart instead
Lord knows she hit my heart instead
Oh cowboy queen
Don't know what you mean
By we can still be friends
Oh cowboy queen
How are you so mean
I wish you had shot me dead
Lord, I wish you had shot me dead
Cowboy queen
Don't know what you mean
By we can still be friends
Oh cowboy queen
How are you so mean
I wish you had shot me dead
Lord, I wish you had shot me dead
Lord I wish, wish you had shot me dead