Willis Alan Ramsey Painted Lady Followin’ the stars through the honky tonks and bars Dream away on a country music pride Start the evenin’ by myself; you can bet by the hour of twelve I’m gonna have a pretty painted lady by my side Talkin’ bout a pretty painted lady by my side And I’ll tell that woman how it used to be when the West was wild and the land was free How a western word could travel for a country mile Then one day when the drugstores came and forced my hand to play the truckin’ game Wishin’ to be a cowboy all the while Yes, I was wishin' to be a cowboy all the while Chorus: Painted Lady tell me of the past gone by Hold me like the open range and ride me high Kiss me to the days when your dress was made of calico or gingham And a man was a man . . . . Painted lady with your painted face Tell me ’bout your life in this painted place Tell me with your lovin’ lips and your lovin’ eyes I can feel the pain; I can see the fears on the painted cheeks that hide the tears Of a lovely, lonesome cowgirl in disguise Talkin’ ’bout a lovely, lonesome cowgirl in disguise Chorus