I knew a Western lady, she loved the way I walked
She loved the jingle jangle of my spurs
I used to sit her on my knee and stories I would tell
And these are the words my true love said to me
She'd say "Spider Farrelly…"
A-one, two
A-one, two, three, four, five
Wearin' your spurs, wearin' your spurs
Wearin' your spurs too high
She said "You give me a thrill
When I sit on your knee
'Cause your wearin' your spurs too high"
*Jew's harp solo*
Wearin' your spurs, wearin' your spurs
Wearin' your spurs too high
She said "You give me a thrill
When I sit on your knee
'Cause your wearin' your spurs too high"
*guitar instrumental*
Wearin' your spurs, wearin' your spurs
Wearin' your spurs too high
She said "You give me a thrill
When I sit on your knee
'Cause your wearin' your spurs too high"
She loved the jingle jangle of my spurs
I used to sit her on my knee and stories I would tell
And these are the words my true love said to me
She'd say "Spider Farrelly…"
A-one, two
A-one, two, three, four, five
Wearin' your spurs, wearin' your spurs
Wearin' your spurs too high
She said "You give me a thrill
When I sit on your knee
'Cause your wearin' your spurs too high"
*Jew's harp solo*
Wearin' your spurs, wearin' your spurs
Wearin' your spurs too high
She said "You give me a thrill
When I sit on your knee
'Cause your wearin' your spurs too high"
*guitar instrumental*
Wearin' your spurs, wearin' your spurs
Wearin' your spurs too high
She said "You give me a thrill
When I sit on your knee
'Cause your wearin' your spurs too high"