Текстове на песни: Elvis Presley. Britches.

Beware of a gal in britches
Never trust no gal in britches
If you had a sense of this here horse

You would have known it by now of course
Who wears the britches is the boss
That's a gal, that's a gal in britches

Don't mess with a gal in britches
No feminine gal wears britches
She'll beg you to come to the country dance

You ride twenty miles for the big romance
She shows up in her brother's pants
What'd you expect from a girl in britches

It's none of my misfortune
Just thought you'd like to know
Don't marry no gal in britches
You'll never know which is which

She'll put a halter through your nose
Have you cooking and washing clothes
While she goes chasing them buffaloes
Bet your boots, that's a gal in britches