She wore glass slippers
She held her head up high
She had that sparkle at her feet
And that twinkle in her eyeShe smiled at me
And I wondered why
She said I'm looking for a cowboy
To take me for a rideAnd he can rope me on the prarie
And he can ride me on the plain
And I will be his Cinderalla
If he'll be my cowboy man
She said I've got a 40-gallon stetson hat
With a 38-foot brim
We could dance around the outside baby
'Til we both fall inAnd you can rope me on the prarie
And you can ride me on the plain
And I will be your Cinderalla
If you'll be my cowboy manNow I ain't never been no cowboy
But heaven knows I try
'Cause I'll be riding tall in my saddle
With that Cinderalla by my side
And I can rope her on the prarie
And I can ride her on the plain
And she will be me my Cinderalla
If I'll be her cowboy man
