Songwriter Story

Walk That Walk

Friday night at a popular country western bar in San Antone, a cowboy looking for romance nursed a shot of Patron and watched the room move beneath the neon light. Then he saw her - a beauty queen who seemed to hush the whole place just by stepping into his view. Gathering his nerve, the cowboy crossed the floor and asked her for a dance. She smiled and said yes, and soon the two of them were twirling across the floor until 4 AM, boots gliding, hearts racing, and the night stretching out like a promise. What began in rhythm and chance turned into a summer romance. For a summer they were boyfriend and girlfriend, wrapped in warm nights, shared kisses, and the kind of hope that makes a man believe he has found the one.

But by winter the glow had faded, and something in her heart had gone cold. She left him standing in the same world they had once filled with music, and the bar in San Antone became the place where he learned how final love can sound. Hoping for one more glance, he returned and asked her for another dance, only to hear her answer cut straight through him: "Cowboy, there ain't no chance." A year later he still carried the ache, wondering why she left and what might have been if life had bent a different way. In his mind she remained his beauty queen, the one-sided love he could not outrun, and from that longing came the story of a man who kept replaying one perfect night in San Antone long after the music had ended.

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Walk That Walk

Friday night, at a bar in San Antone

My dream girl appeared, as I sipped on Patron

Seeking romance, I asked “may I have this dance”

Glad I took a chance, I was truly in her trance

We twirled, on that floor

Danced till, a quarter to four

Went for a drive, seeing where it led

Cuddling she said “be my cowboy lover”

All summer we kissed, by winter, her heart was amiss

She left me cold, I truly miss the love and bliss

Went back to that bar, just hoping for a glance

Asked her for a dance, she said “cowboy ain’t no chance”

Loved me she said, told me she cared

I gave her my heart, my soul I did bare

She talked the talk, but didn’t walk that walk

She didn’t walk that walk

Loved me she said, told me she cared

I gave her my heart, my soul I did bare

She talked the talk, but didn’t walk that walk

She didn’t, walk that walk

Over a year, since that bar in San Antone

Why did she use me, and leave me all alone

She’s still my queen, my one true romance

I’d ask her for a dance, but I know there isn’t a chance

Loved me she said, told me she cared

I gave her my heart, my soul I did bare

She talked the talk, but didn’t walk that walk

She didn’t, walk that walk