George Strait

George Strait – Cow Town

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About The Song

“Cow Town” is a country song written by Hal Burns and Tex Ritter. It was first recorded by Ritter in 1958, but it became a much bigger hit when George Strait released his version in 1986. Strait’s version of the song reached number one on the Billboard Hot Country Singles chart and helped to make him one of the most popular country music artists in the world.

The song is a classic ode to the small-town American way of life. It tells the story of a man who leaves his big-city home to move to a small town in Texas. In the small town, he finds a sense of community and belonging that he never had before. He also finds love with a local woman.

The song is full of vivid imagery that paints a picture of life in a small town. The singer talks about the wide-open spaces, the friendly people, and the simple pleasures of life. He also talks about the sense of pride that comes from being a part of a small community.

“Cow Town” is a heartwarming song that celebrates the best of small-town America. It is a song that will resonate with anyone who has ever lived in a small town or who has ever dreamed of living in one.

Video

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T3cNZ4BljU0

Lyric

C’mon along and we’ll go downTo a place in Texas called Cow TownYou’ll never meet a stranger thereEverybody knows if you’re in town
They’ll meet you with a smile and a‘Howdy, how you all?’ and just a little whileYou’ll get that Texas drawlThe hats are wide, and the boots are brownYou’ll just love this place called Cow Town
No matter where I may wonderNo matter where I may roamThere’s a place way down yonderI’m goin’ there and make it my home
C’mon along and we’ll go downTo a place in Texas called Cow TownYou’ll never meet a stranger thereEverybody knows if you’re in town
They’ll meet you with a smile and a‘Howdy, how you all?’ and just a little whileYou’ll get that Texas drawlThe hats are wide, and the boots are brownYou’ll just love this place called Cow Town
You’ll just love this place called Cow Town
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