Buttons And Bows

East is East
And West is West
And the wrong one I have chose.
Let's go where I'll keep on wearin those frills and flowers and butons and bows,
Rings and things and buttons and bows.
Don't bury me in this prairie,
Take me where the cement grows.
Let's move down to some big town where they love a gal by the cut of her clothes,
And I'll stand out in buttons and bows.
I love you in buckskin or skirts that you've homespun
But I'll love ya longer, stronger,
Where your friends don't tote a gun.
My bones denounce the buck-board bounce and the cactus hurts my toes.
Let's vamoose whtere gals keep usin' those silks and satins and linen that shows,
And I'm all yours in but -tons and bows.
Glim me eastern trimmi n' where wonen are wonen in high silk hose and peekaboo clothes,
And French perfume, that rocks the room,
And I'm all yours in Buttons and Bows,
Buttons and Bows, Buttons and Bows.
歌詞大意：
別把我埋在荒草溝，
帶我去找水泥樓。
儘管城裡的姑娘們，
穿戴漂亮而考究，
但我卻愛你穿那自己織的土布衣裙，
再配上我穿戴著那特有的鈕扣和領結，
太棒了。