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 wearin'
 Those frills and flowers and buttons and bows
 Rings and things and buttons 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' her clothes
 And I'll stand out in buttons and bows
 I'll love you in buckskin
 Or 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 usin'
 Those silks and satins and linen that shows
 And I'm all yours in buttons and bows
 (Silks and satins and linen that shows)
 (And I'm all yours in buttons 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 buttons and bows
 Buttons and bows
 Buttons and bows
 (Frills and flowers and buttons and bows)
 (Rings and things and buttons and bows)