On the poor side of Fort Worth In a rundown motel A rodeo cowboy Held a young Texas belle. He scooped up some peanuts Right out of the can And he whispered as he placed them In the palm of her hand. Baby I wish they were diamonds And this was north Dallas And I wish, oh I wish you were mine Oh, I wish Lord, I wish you were mine.
On the north side of Dallas In a forty roomed house She remembers her cowboy As she takes off her blouse. She fingers the diamonds That cling to her breast Her teardrops fall freely As she looks to the west. And she says I wish they were peanuts And I wish this was Cowtown And I wish, oh I wish he was mine Oh, she cries Lord, I wish he was mine. Peanuts and diamonds sawdust and satin Lone Star and sparklin' red wine Cowboys and rich girls Just don't live in the same world. And they both cry God, I wish you were mine Oh, I wish Lord, I wish you were mine...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
