First Place Ribbon

Kathy never would wear britches
 Kathy never would wear shoes
 She's the kinda girl, likes some dust between her toes
 Since she never gets the blues
 Met her on a Sunday at the county fair
 With a first place ribbon in her hair
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 Oh, Kathy never did like preachers
 Didn't like to tell the truth
 Caught my eye, no, she was not shy
 I was a-walking by the kissing booth
 Met her on a Sunday at the county fair
 With a first place ribbon in her hair
 (What'd you get that ribbon for, Kathy?)
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 Oh, Kathy never would be bridled
 Wouldn't ever settle down
 Broke my heart, and I bawl and cry
 Every time the fair's in town
 Met her on a Sunday at the county fair
 With a first place ribbon in her hair