The Browns - Buttons and Bows lyrics

East is east and west is west And the wrong one I have chose Let's go where they keep on wearin' Those frills and flowers and bu*tons and bows Rings and things and bu*tons and bows. Don't bury me in this prairie Take me where the cement grows Let's move down to some big town Where they love a gal by the cut o' your clothes And you'll stand out, In bu*tons and bows. I'll love you in buckskin Or skirts that you've homespun But I'll love ya' longer, stronger where Yer friends don't tote a gun My bones denounce the buckboard bounce And the cactus hurts my toes Let's vamoose where gals keep a-usin' Those silks and satins and linen that shows And I'm all yours in bu*tons and bows. Gimme eastern trimmin' where women are women In high silk hose and peek-a-boo clothes And French perfume that rocks the room And I'm all yours in bu*tons and bows. bu*tons and bows, bu*tons and bows...