Butterbean - Kevin Fowler

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