Jake turned on his radio as a George Strait song came on. He listened.
She can drive a truck and rope and ride.
She feels right at home by my side.
That's my kind of woman.
That's my cup of tea.
That's the kind of woman, the girl, I want for me.
She's got a pair of boots that she just loves,
And like me, likes Gus from Lonesome Dove.
That's my kind of woman.
That's me to 'T',
That's my kind of woman,
The one I want for me.
Wow, that's like what I want! Jake smirked to himself.
After all I've seen and all I've done,
I know somewhere there's someone who'll look my way and say,
"I want that one."
That's my kind of woman,
That's me to a 'T',
No matter what she wears, she turns my head.
On rainy days I can't pry her out of bed.
Lord I know the orders pretty tall,
But find me and that'll be all.
That's my kind of woman that's me to a 'T',
That's my kind of woman,
the girl I want for me.
After all I've seen and all I've done,
I know somewhere there's someone who'll look my way and say,
"I want that one."
That's my kind of woman,
That's me to a 'T',
That's my kind of woman,
The girl I want for me.
She can drive a truck and rope and ride.
Now, if I can just find that girl! Jake thought to himself.
"Sounds like King George's kinda woman is Sam." Quinn commented.
"What?" Jake asked startled.
"Sam does all that. Except I think she feels more at home at your side, and I don't know if she's seen Lonesome Dove." Quinn shrugged.
"I guess…"Jake's voice trailed off. Jake's kind of woman was Sam! The funny thing was, He always kinda knew that. Amazing what King George made him realize he smiled to himself.
Song by George Strait, 'That's My Kind of Woman' Hope you liked it. Review please!