A Cowgirl’s Week in Town
Performed by Debbie “Hayride” Harper & The Prairie Songbirds
A Cowgirl’s Week in Town: Music and Lyrics by Alan Nafzger
Verse 1:
Spent a week in town, thought I’d try somethin’ new,
Met a city boy named Harley, he had some fancy moves.
Traffic lights and city streets, he tried to show me through,
But red, yellow, green, couldn’t keep this girl glued.
Chorus:
I’m a farmer out of place, sidewalks stretchin’ far and wide,
Met a city boy who thought he’d take me for a ride.
Used to dirt roads and the stars up in the sky,
Spent a week with Harley Worthit, can’t tell you why.
Verse 2:
He took me to a coffee shop, said, “Try a fancy brew,”
I asked for black, he ordered something with a fancy view.
Macchiato, cappuccino, venti—what a trip,
But all I wanted was a hot cup of coffee to sip.
Chorus:
I’m a farmer out of place, sidewalks stretchin’ far and wide,
Met a city boy who thought he’d take me for a ride.
Used to dirt roads and the stars up in the sky,
Spent a week with Harley Worthit, can’t tell you why.
Verse 3:
Parking meters, city noise, he made me try it all,
Said it’s part of city life, try it it’s a ball.
Crosswalks with their button games, push and then you wait,
He called it patience training, but to me it was late.
Chorus:
I’m a farmer out of place, sidewalks stretchin’ far and wide,
Met a city boy who thought he’d take me for a ride.
Used to dirt roads and the stars up in the sky,
Spent a week with Harley Worthit, can’t tell you why.
Bridge:
Elevators and restaurant rules, Harley knew ’em well,
But I missed my barn and fields, where life ain’t quite as swell.
He talked of shows and fancy things, my heart wasn’t there,
All I wanted was my old truck and some fresh country air.
Verse 4:
He took me on a subway ride, said it was a real blast,
But all I saw was darkness, flyin’ by way too fast.
Noise and lights, a city that never goes to sleep,
But give me back my rooster’s crow, and my fields to reap.
Chorus:
I’m a farmer out of place, sidewalks stretchin’ far and wide,
Met a city boy who thought he’d take me for a ride.
Used to dirt roads and the stars up in the sky,
Spent a week with Harley Worthit, can’t tell you why.
Outro:
Stepped outside to find the stars, just streetlights in the air,
His name was Harley Worthit, but the stars weren’t there.
Spent a week in town, now I’m headin’ back to my home,
Where fields are wide, and the stars still freely roam.
Auf Wiedersehen, Yawl!
The Cowgirl in the City
by Alan Nafzger (2023)
She spent a week in the bustling town,
Where sidewalks stretched for miles around.
No dirt roads or stars in the sky,
Just city lights blinking, cars whizzing by.
At the coffee shop, they spoke in tongues,
“Macchiato, cappuccino” rolled off their lungs.
She asked for black, they offered foam,
She just wanted coffee, not to roam.
Stood at the meter, coins in her hand,
Wonderin’ why parking needed a plan.
On the farm, the only thing to charge,
Was a bull in the pasture, roaming large.
Crosswalk buttons she couldn’t quite get,
Press and wait, patience was the bet.
Unlike calling cows with a simple call,
The city rules were far too tall.
Down the subway, clutching a ticket tight,
Signs pointing left and right, oh what a sight.
Crowds of people, their eyes on screens,
She missed the open fields, the simple scenes.
She wore her overalls, her hat on tight,
Stood out like a scarecrow in the city night.
Commuters passed by, not one looked her way,
Lost in their own worlds, as she wished for hay.
In the city, she felt out of place,
Missing the sunrise, the rooster’s embrace.
Her week in town was quite the tale,
But give her a barn, the wind in her sail.
Now she’s back where the fields are wide,
Where stars still shine and tractors glide.
The city’s a memory, a funny old dream,
She’s home again, where the grass is green.
Auf Wiedersehen!
Originally posted 2000-09-14 11:02:02.
