Copenhagen Angel - Chris Ledoux

Well she rolls her own cigarettes with the work of just on hand

She acts mean and she cusses I know she wish she were a man

She got her teeth knocked out by a bucking horse

And when I told her that It made her look tough

She just grinned and said I like it that way

And then she loaded up her lip with snuff

She’s my snoose queen she’s my Copenhagen angel

She’s my Beech Nut bunny she’s my Red Fox brush hog

She can ride a bareback horse and she can really hook into a bull

She never misses her saddle bronc out and she rides it like a spurrin' fool

She team ropes with the best of them ties a calf in 9. 3

She’ll dogs steers just for fun and make a fool out of you and me

She’s my snoose queen…

Oh well a buckle polisher she’s dang sure not

She wins her own in all the tough spots

Chasing cowboys just ain’t her style.

It’s winnin' the prize money that makes

her smile

She’s got a plug in both her cheeks she’s got Copenhagen in her lip

She’s got a roll-your-own stuck between her teeth and I’ve never even seen her

spit

She’s my snoose queen…