Window Dressing

[good4somethingbum]

Window DressingI rode in from the range early that morn’And the red sun was a rose without a thornAs I unlatched my rusty ranch-house gateI saw a shadow in a window shadeMy lady’s hair ran down her back in the lightLike a morning river down a mountainsideMy sighs were carried by the southern windWhen she slipped a cotton dress on her bare skinChorus Of all the beauty in that skySomethin’ else caught this cowboy’s eyeCos it’s one of life’s greatest blessingsO and I couldn’t help but stareThe sun and stars just can’t compareTo my woman when she’s window dressingI had to leave that evening for San AntoneCos the rodeo had called me far from homeAnd a tender kiss we shared by the doorBecame love by the fire and clothes on the floorThen I blew her a kiss cos I was runnin’ lateWhen I turned to look once more by that gateThe full moon blossomed like a yellow roseAs she slowly slipped back into her clothesChorus And as starlight poked through my dusty windshieldHer shadow in my memory was all that was realChorus ©2007 Robert George