East is east and west is westAnd the wrong one I have choseLet's go where I'll keep on wearin'Those frills and flowers and buttons and bowsRings and things and buttons and bowsDon't bury me in this prairieTake me where the cement growsLet's move down to some big townWhere they love a gal by the cut o' her clothesAnd I'll stand out in buttons and bowsI'll love you in buckskinOr skirts that I've homespunBut I'll love ya' longer, stronger whereYer friends don't tote a gunMy bones denounce the buckboard bounceAnd the cactus hurts my toesLet's vamoose where gals keep usin'Those silks and satins and linen that showsAnd I'm all yours in buttons and bowsLet's go where I'll keep on wearin'Those frills, flowers, buttons and bowsRings, things, buttons and bowsLet's move down to some big townWhere they love a gal by the cut o' her clothesAnd I'll stand out in buttons and bowsI'll love you in buckskinOr skirts that I've homespunBut I'll love ya' longer, stronger whereYer friends don't tote a gunMy bones denounce the buckboard bounceAnd the cactus hurts my toesLet's vamoose where gals keep usin'Those silks and satins and linen that showsAnd I'm all yours in buttons and bowsGimme eastern trimmin' where women are womenWith French perfume that rocks the roomHigh silk hose and peek-a-boo clothesYou're all mine and I'm all yours in buttonsButtonsButtons and bowsButtons and bowsButtons and bows
