Her worth is not measured in a rodeo arena,
That’s not her cup of tea
She doesn’t wear a big gold buckle
For the whole world to see
Her horse is lanky and big
Her tack is simple and practical
Just like her rig
She can read a cow like a children’s book
Daddy taught all she needs to know
She knows her way around a kitchen,
Cause her momma taught her more than just how to cook
She’s held baby calves and babies of her own
She’s watched death and life
She’s a cowgirl, a rancher
A cattlewoman, who understands sacrifice
Her worth is more than gold,
Because she is real and kind
Too many others like her
Are surely hard to find.