Testo Butterbean Kevin Fowler
Many times Iâve been told
That old gal ain't got no soul
Sheâll chew you up, spit you out
Leave you boy, there ainât no doubt
All the men say sheâs mean
That side of her I ainât ever seen
A little sugar, a lot of spice
A little naughty, a little nice
Sheâs my little butterbean
The cutest thing youâve ever seen
Oh my little Texas queen
Sheâs my little butterbean
Well I met her down around San Antone
Those local boys left her alone
They all said she was the devilâs one and only child
I donât believe it
Not one word
There ainât one thing Iâve ever heard
That'll never change the way I feel
That girlâs got me head over heels
Sheâs my little butterbean
The cutest thing youâve ever seen
Oh my little Texas queen
Sheâs my little butterbean
Sheâs my little butterbean
The cutest thing youâve ever seen
Oh my little Texas queen
Sheâs my little butterbean
My little Lonestar hootchie-coo
Well Iâve chased her to Timbuktu
Sheâs gone from Fort Worth to Abilene
And every roadhouse in-between
Sheâs 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
Thatâs why I love her so
Sheâs my little butterbean
The cutest thing youâve ever seen
Oh my little Texas queen
Sheâs my little butterbean
Sheâs my little butterbean
The cutest thing youâve ever seen
Oh my little Texas queen
Sheâs my little butterbean