She loves the Dallas Cowboys

We watch them every week

On opposite ends of the couch

And we don’t speak

She’s dialed in, expecting a win

And it’s blue skies when they do

Or it’s silver tears, and I steer clear

Of her, when they lose

 

She loves the Dallas Cowboys

The pride of the Lonestar State

In her heart they’re number 1,

Even when they’re 8-8

I’ll never know why she settles

For such mediocrity

But she loves the Dallas Cowboys

And she loves me

 

Lord knows I’m thankful for her hopeful heart

Because I’m long past my Superbowl days

But she’s on my sideline just like Jason Garrett

Just clapping me along my way

And I stumble and I fumble when it matters most

Just like Ol’ Romo used to do

But she still thinks that I’m a catch

And that Dez caught it too

 

Chorus

 

This’ll be the year

With Dak, Coop, and Zeke

And this’ll be the year

I clean those dishes in the sink

This’ll be the year

In spite of the past

And this’ll be the year

Just like the last

 

She loves the Dallas Cowboys

And at night when she dreams

Jerry hoists the Lombardi

For America’s team

When she wakes there’s no trophy

Just the harsh reality

That she loves the Dallas Cowboys

And she loves me