I've felt the rush of the Rio Grande   Into Yellowstone, and I've seen first-hand   Niagra Falls, and the lights of Vegas  I've criss-crossed down to Key Biscayane  And Chi-town via Bangor, Maine  I think I've seen it all  And all I can say is    Chorus:  How 'bout them cowgirls  Boys ain't they somthin'  Sure are some proud girls  And you can't tell them nothin'  And I tell you right now girls  May just be seven wonders   Of this big, old round world  But how 'bout them cowgirls    She's ridin' colts in Steamboat Springs  Bailing hay outside Abilene  She's trying hard  To fit in in some city  But her home is 'neath that big, blue sky  And the Northern Plains and those   Other wide open spaces  Now-a-days there ain't as many    Chorus    Boy, she don't need you and she don't need me  She can do just fine on her own two feet  But she wants a man who wants her to be herself  And she'll never change  Don't know how to hide  Her stubborn will or her fightin' side  But you treat her right   And she'll love you like   No on else    Yeah, how 'bout them cowgirls  Boys ain't they somethin'  Sure some are proud girls  But you can't beat their lovin'  And I'll tell you right now girls  May just be seven wonders   Of this big, old round world  But how 'bout them cowgirls  How 'bout them boys    these lyrics are submitted by *Cassidy*