There's lots of pretty cowgirls, but this you may not know
There's a very special kind at every rodeo
Her husband is a cowboy, she's his greatest fan
She's the wife behind the cowboy and the cowboy's a lucky man
And she's hauled water from the creek and got dust all over her clothes
She's been so hot, she thought she'd die and so cold she nearly froze
She's cooked over an open fire, slept under the stars above
And you know she'd do it all again just to be with the man she loves
She rides the circuit with her man, they go from town to town
She builds up his confidence when the horses buck him down
And she's driven weary miles across an endless land
She's the wife behind the cowboy and the cowboy's a lucky man
When he climbs down in the chute and about to start his ride
She cheers more than anyone with a special kind of pride
And when she hears that whistle blow, and sees her cowboy smile
She's glad because he's happy and that makes it all worthwhile
They're on the move and seldom home but yet she won't complain
If her cowboy's back is ackin', she'll rub away the pain
And whether things are good or bad, right by him she will stand
She's the wife behind the cowboy and the cowboy's a lucky man
Oh, she's the wife behind the cowboy and the cowboy's a lucky man
