| Song | Mad Cowboy Disease |
| Artist | John Michael Montgomery |
| Album | Time Flies |
| 作曲 : Johnson, Maddux, Popoff | |
| This little lady down in Texas tight tank top and a tan | |
| Rockin' True Religion britches drinking beer in a can | |
| She was too hot to two-step I was too dumb to just leave her alone | |
| But I made up my mind and I felt the fever coming on | |
| Kinda getting hot | |
| My knuckles turned white and my neck turned red | |
| My one good eye rolled straight back in my head | |
| It makes a Texas tornado seem like a cool breeze | |
| I can feel it coming over me, mad cowboy disease | |
| I was online away from scoring a win | |
| But I was two shots shy of three sheets to the wind | |
| I must've drank a hundred dollars sitting there just trying to work up the nerve | |
| Well one more Jager for my jitters and I was stagger-reaching over to her | |
| I really couldn't walk that good | |
| Well exuse me there honay kinda's trippin' all over myself | |
| Oh lordy, oh boy, here we go again | |
| Talking like Mel T-T-Tillis I said w-what's your n-name | |
| She said you ain't no player boy and I ain't no g-game | |
| But you are kinda cute so when you're feeling better give me a call | |
| And with her black eye-liner she wrote her number on my trembling palm | |
| My knees started shaking I was breaking out a sweat | |
| Trying to memorize her number 'cause my hand was getting wet | |
| I was showing the symptoms looking for a remedy | |
| I can feel it coming over me, mad cowboy disease | |
| Aw, I got that mad cowboy disease | |
| Little hoof in the mouth | |
| Makes ya' tongue hang out all the way to the floor | |
| Down on hands & knees beggin' like a hungry dog | |
| What do ya mean get off my knees | |
| I kinda' like it down here anybody got a leash |
| zuò qǔ : Johnson, Maddux, Popoff | |
| This little lady down in Texas tight tank top and a tan | |
| Rockin' True Religion britches drinking beer in a can | |
| She was too hot to twostep I was too dumb to just leave her alone | |
| But I made up my mind and I felt the fever coming on | |
| Kinda getting hot | |
| My knuckles turned white and my neck turned red | |
| My one good eye rolled straight back in my head | |
| It makes a Texas tornado seem like a cool breeze | |
| I can feel it coming over me, mad cowboy disease | |
| I was online away from scoring a win | |
| But I was two shots shy of three sheets to the wind | |
| I must' ve drank a hundred dollars sitting there just trying to work up the nerve | |
| Well one more Jager for my jitters and I was staggerreaching over to her | |
| I really couldn' t walk that good | |
| Well exuse me there honay kinda' s trippin' all over myself | |
| Oh lordy, oh boy, here we go again | |
| Talking like Mel TTTillis I said wwhat' s your nname | |
| She said you ain' t no player boy and I ain' t no ggame | |
| But you are kinda cute so when you' re feeling better give me a call | |
| And with her black eyeliner she wrote her number on my trembling palm | |
| My knees started shaking I was breaking out a sweat | |
| Trying to memorize her number ' cause my hand was getting wet | |
| I was showing the symptoms looking for a remedy | |
| I can feel it coming over me, mad cowboy disease | |
| Aw, I got that mad cowboy disease | |
| Little hoof in the mouth | |
| Makes ya' tongue hang out all the way to the floor | |
| Down on hands knees beggin' like a hungry dog | |
| What do ya mean get off my knees | |
| I kinda' like it down here anybody got a leash |