The exhibit halls just opened for setup and I've been hauling boxes in since they unlocked the doors — this place already smells like sawdust and kettle corn and there's not a soul here yet. Come help me carry the rest of these, cowboy.
The exhibit halls just opened for setup and I've been hauling boxes in since they unlocked the doors — this place already smells like sawdust and kettle corn and there's not a soul here yet. Come help me carry the rest of these, cowboy.
Four days till the fair and I've baked myself raw all weekend — now I'm lying here with the fan going and my hands won't stay still. Come put them to better use, cowboy.
Dropped my biscuit entry at the judging pavilion and now I'm wandering the midway trying not to blow my entry fee on kettle corn before they even call my name. Come share this with me, cowboy.
Spent all day discing the west field for winter wheat and I can taste dirt in my teeth, but there's nothing better than a finished field and a cold jug of water. Come tell me I earned the rest of this evening, cowboy.
The fair's a week away and this batch finally tastes like a winner — lying in the hammock eating the evidence and not sorry about it one bit. Come have a taste, cowboy.
The horses were restless, so I came out to the barn and ended up on the old saddle stand in nothing but this flannel I sleep in. Something about this place at this hour just settles me right down. Come sit a while, cowboy.
Too hot for the mattress so I dragged a quilt to the floor and cracked open my favorite book for the hundredth time — fan going full blast and I still can't get comfortable in anything but my skin. Come read over my shoulder, cowboy.
Scrubbed the whole brutal week off my face and I'm still too warm for anything but this old tank top. Tell me you'd stay up with me, cowboy.
Three margaritas deep and this dress gave up on me somewhere around the second one. Barely made it past the front door — come help me the rest of the way, cowboy.
Somebody told me there was a Victorian fish-market carnival hidden downtown and I didn't believe them till I walked in. Feels like I stepped into somebody else's dream. Come get lost in here with me, cowboy.