Destroyed Cowboys Falls

And she's dancing with me tonight, I am happy
As I tread on her feet tonight, she is happy that I'm happy
And the wicked spell of the alcohol
Has closed up my eyes and opened my wounds
But the glorious art of the prettiest face that God ever made
Has healed them back up
Fifteen hundred men couldn't build a monument
To her beauty, to her nature
Twenty thousand men will slit their wrists over her
And this destroyed cowboy has fallen for her
And if her hand touched my face tonight then I'm blessed
And if I had to decide between life without her and death
No contest
The wicked thoughts of my poisonous mind
Have been cured for tonight everything is alright
But my heart is cocooned in a paper thin shell
Which she cradles in her arms
Fifteen hundred men couldn't build a monument
To her beauty, to her nature
Twenty thousand men will slit their wrists over her
And this destroyed cowboy has fallen for her
Fifteen hundred men couldn't build a monument
To her beauty, to her nature
Twenty thousand men will cut their wrists over her
And this destroyed cowboy has fallen for her