Mad Cowboy Disease Lyrics - John Michael Montgomery

Oh yeah, here we go man 

This little lady down in Texas, tight tank top and a tan 

Rockin' three religion bridges, drinkin' beer in a can 

She was too hot to two-step, I was too dumb just to leave her alone 

But I made up my mind and I felt a fever comin' on 

Kinda gettin' hotter 

Yeah, my knuckles turned white, my neck turned red 

My one good eye rode straight back in my head 

Makes a Texas tornado seem like a cool breeze 

I can feel it comin' over me mad cowboy disease, oh yeah 

Well, I was one line away from scoring a win 

But I was two shots shy of three sheets to the wind 

Must've drank a hundred dollars 

Sittin' there just tryin' to work up the nerve 

Well one more here for my jitters then I'll stagger reaching over to her 

I really couldn't walk that good 

Oh, excuse me there kinda drippin' all over myself 

Oh, Lordy, oh boy, here we go again 

Talking like Mel Tillis I said what's your name 

She said you ain't no player boy and I ain't no good for the game 

You're kind of cute but when you're feelin' better give me a call 

And with her black eye liner she wrote her number on my tremblin' palm 

Yeah, my knees started shakin', I was breakin' out a sweat 

Tryin' to memorize her number 'cause my hand was gettin' wet 

I was showing the symptoms looking for a remedy 

I can feel it coming over me, mad cowboy disease 

Oh, I got the mad cowboy disease, little hoof in the mouth 

Makes your tongue hand out all the way to the floor 

Down on my hands and knees, beggin' like a hungry dog 

What do you mean get off my knees? 

I kinda like it down here, does anybody got a leash? 

I'm startin' to get a little rabid, you know what I mean?