Janine

From dusk 'til dawn, she's high in the saddle
Outback stock camp, cuttin' out cattle
Crack of the stock whip, her hats down low
Gives 'em a run for their money at the rodeo

Janine, baby, where've you been?
Oh, Janine, every cowhand's dream
Hotter than a bushfire, cooler than a mountain stream

Now, Davey got drunk and he put it on her
She socked him in the kisser and Davey was a goner
The boys all cheered when she laid him out flat
Whatcha gonna do with a girl like that?

Janine, baby, where've you been?
Oh, Janine, every cowhand's dream
Hotter than a bushfire, cooler than a mountain stream

Now some might say that Janine ain't so pretty
A little too tough and a little too gritty
But she holds her own, let's make one thing clear
That's the kind of woman that we love around here

Janine, baby, where've you been?
Oh, Janine, every cowhand's dream
Hotter than a bushfire, cooler than a mountain stream
Nobody does it, does it like sweet Janine, yeah



Credits
Writer(s): Lee Raymond Kernaghan, Garth Ivan Richard Porter, Colin Keith Robert Buchanan
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