Lyrics

She wanted to be a cowboy She was shootin' em down She was trampin' around He walked in crooked with the clear blue eyes (mmhmm) "There's a nice pool at my motel -- you wanna go for a swim?" That night he moved in The time between meeting and finally leaving is Sometimes called falling in love The time between meeting and finally leaving is Sometimes called falling in love At night she'd sit and wait for the sound of his feet on the doormat Sound of his hand on the doorknob Sound of her heart beating in her head And he'd go out playing nickel slots, 'cause he knew he'd lose-- She didn't know, so she couldn't choose But one night while sleeping alone in her bed The phone rang, she woke up, she sat up and said: "What time is it? What time is it?" "Well, it's 5:30 here, and it's 2:30 there And I won't be home tonight," he said The time between meeting and finally leaving is Sometimes called falling in love The time between meeting and finally leaving is Sometimes called falling in love Now she sits in a booth in a diner Waiting for someone to take her order Waiting for someone to come and sit down She rubs a smudge off the photograph and puts it back into her purse The gray sky was romantic 'cause he was holdin' her hand He was her man The time between meeting and finally leaving is Sometimes called falling in love The time between meeting and finally leaving is Sometimes called falling in love Sometimes called falling in love She wanted to be a cowboy She was shootin' em down She was trampin' around Emmylou Harris Thank you