Buttons and Bows

East is east and west is west And the wrong one I have chose Let's go where I'll keep on wearing Those frills and flowers And buttons and bows Rings and things And buttons and bows Don't bury me in the prairie Take me where the scenery grows Let's move down to some big town Where they love a gal by The cut of her clothes And I'll stand out in buttons and bows I'll love you in buck-skin And skirts that I've homespun But I'll love you longer Stronger where Your friends don't tote a gun My bones denounce The buckboard bounce And the Cactus hurts my toes Let's vamoose where gals keep using Those silks and satins and linens that shows And I'm all yours in buttons and bows Give me eastern trimming Where woman are woman And high skill hose and peekaboo clothes And French perfume that racks the room And I'm all yours in buttons and bows Buttons and bows Buttons and bows.