| Song | Butterbean |
| Artist | Kevin Fowler |
| Album | Best Of... So Far |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Many times | |
| I’ve been told | |
| That old gal ain't got no soul | |
| She’ll chew you up, spit you out | |
| Leave you boy, there ain’t no doubt | |
| All the men say she’s mean | |
| That side of her | |
| I ain’t ever seen | |
| A little sugar, a lot of spice | |
| A little naughty, a little nice | |
| She’s my little butterbean | |
| The cutest thing you’ve ever seen | |
| Oh my little | |
| Texas queen | |
| She’s my little butterbean | |
| Well I met her down around | |
| San Antone | |
| Those local boys left her alone | |
| They all said she was the devil’s one and only child | |
| I don’t believe it | |
| Not one word | |
| There ain’t one thing | |
| I’ve ever heard | |
| That'll never change the way | |
| I feel That girl’s got me head over heels | |
| She’s my little butterbean | |
| The cutest thing you’ve ever seen | |
| Oh my little | |
| Texas queen | |
| She’s my little butterbean | |
| She’s my little butterbean | |
| The cutest thing you’ve ever seen | |
| Oh my little | |
| Texas queen | |
| She’s my little butterbean | |
| My little | |
| Lonestar hootchie-coo | |
| Well I’ve chased her to | |
| Timbuktu She’s gone from | |
| Fort Worth to | |
| Abilene And every roadhouse in-between | |
| She’s as hot as cakes on a griddle | |
| That girl goes wild when the bow hits the fiddle | |
| She loves to swing and do-se-do | |
| That’s why | |
| I love her so | |
| She’s my little butterbean | |
| The cutest thing you’ve ever seen | |
| Oh my little | |
| Texas queen | |
| She’s my little butterbean | |
| She’s my little butterbean | |
| The cutest thing you’ve ever seen | |
| Oh my little | |
| Texas queen | |
| She’s my little butterbean |
| Many times | |
| I' ve been told | |
| That old gal ain' t got no soul | |
| She' ll chew you up, spit you out | |
| Leave you boy, there ain' t no doubt | |
| All the men say she' s mean | |
| That side of her | |
| I ain' t ever seen | |
| A little sugar, a lot of spice | |
| A little naughty, a little nice | |
| She' s my little butterbean | |
| The cutest thing you' ve ever seen | |
| Oh my little | |
| Texas queen | |
| She' s my little butterbean | |
| Well I met her down around | |
| San Antone | |
| Those local boys left her alone | |
| They all said she was the devil' s one and only child | |
| I don' t believe it | |
| Not one word | |
| There ain' t one thing | |
| I' ve ever heard | |
| That' ll never change the way | |
| I feel That girl' s got me head over heels | |
| She' s my little butterbean | |
| The cutest thing you' ve ever seen | |
| Oh my little | |
| Texas queen | |
| She' s my little butterbean | |
| She' s my little butterbean | |
| The cutest thing you' ve ever seen | |
| Oh my little | |
| Texas queen | |
| She' s my little butterbean | |
| My little | |
| Lonestar hootchiecoo | |
| Well I' ve chased her to | |
| Timbuktu She' s gone from | |
| Fort Worth to | |
| Abilene And every roadhouse inbetween | |
| She' s as hot as cakes on a griddle | |
| That girl goes wild when the bow hits the fiddle | |
| She loves to swing and dosedo | |
| That' s why | |
| I love her so | |
| She' s my little butterbean | |
| The cutest thing you' ve ever seen | |
| Oh my little | |
| Texas queen | |
| She' s my little butterbean | |
| She' s my little butterbean | |
| The cutest thing you' ve ever seen | |
| Oh my little | |
| Texas queen | |
| She' s my little butterbean |
| Many times | |
| I' ve been told | |
| That old gal ain' t got no soul | |
| She' ll chew you up, spit you out | |
| Leave you boy, there ain' t no doubt | |
| All the men say she' s mean | |
| That side of her | |
| I ain' t ever seen | |
| A little sugar, a lot of spice | |
| A little naughty, a little nice | |
| She' s my little butterbean | |
| The cutest thing you' ve ever seen | |
| Oh my little | |
| Texas queen | |
| She' s my little butterbean | |
| Well I met her down around | |
| San Antone | |
| Those local boys left her alone | |
| They all said she was the devil' s one and only child | |
| I don' t believe it | |
| Not one word | |
| There ain' t one thing | |
| I' ve ever heard | |
| That' ll never change the way | |
| I feel That girl' s got me head over heels | |
| She' s my little butterbean | |
| The cutest thing you' ve ever seen | |
| Oh my little | |
| Texas queen | |
| She' s my little butterbean | |
| She' s my little butterbean | |
| The cutest thing you' ve ever seen | |
| Oh my little | |
| Texas queen | |
| She' s my little butterbean | |
| My little | |
| Lonestar hootchiecoo | |
| Well I' ve chased her to | |
| Timbuktu She' s gone from | |
| Fort Worth to | |
| Abilene And every roadhouse inbetween | |
| She' s as hot as cakes on a griddle | |
| That girl goes wild when the bow hits the fiddle | |
| She loves to swing and dosedo | |
| That' s why | |
| I love her so | |
| She' s my little butterbean | |
| The cutest thing you' ve ever seen | |
| Oh my little | |
| Texas queen | |
| She' s my little butterbean | |
| She' s my little butterbean | |
| The cutest thing you' ve ever seen | |
| Oh my little | |
| Texas queen | |
| She' s my little butterbean |