You’re Killin’ Me In Those Tight Fittin’ Jeans

Terri Clark wearing tight fittin’ jeans

You’re Killin’ Me In Those Tight Fittin’ Jeans

It was 4th of July weekend and went down to watch the town fireworks,
Standing in line to buy a Pepsi and another hot dog with all the works.

When she walked by wearing a cowboy hat and some tight fittin’ jeans,
The cowboy hat was a Stetson, but the derrière was the finest I had ever seen.

Her hair was chestnut and her eyes were brown, but that booty was indescribable,
I stepped out of line to watch her go – noticing her apple bottom was unspeakable.

Below those tight fittin’ jeans were some snakeskin Tony Lama cowboy boots,
Stetson cowboy hat and the Tony Lama really set off her plainly seen attributes.

I was frozen in awe of that curved contour of the mysterious cowgirls buns,
Right then and there I knew that this cowgirl was the one to bring me – sons.

This cowgirl had stolen this cowboy’s heart that was the truth – with no dispute.
Her left hand bare and with no ring – thanked the Lord, she was not forbidden fruit.

Willing my body to move and move I did towards the cowgirl with the jiggle butt,
As I pulled within range of that cowgirl in tight fittin’ jeans with my cowboy strut.

Closed my eyes and prayed to the Ole’ Mighty Lord that she liked George Strait,
Once I got close, of course I stumbled in front of her with a hurried and clumsy gait.

The girl in those tight fittin’ jeans looked at me and her smile turned into a frown,
Realizing I had mustard and relish on my white t-shirt and must have looked like a clown.

My hair was a mess with grease and oil on my wranglers from a transmission leak,
Her stunning brown eyes showed some worry as I stood like an idiot not being able to speak.

Stuttering and stammering – hopping from one foot to the other – I also had to take a leak,
Now thoughts of having a passel of sons with the girl in tight fittin’ jeans now seemed – bleak.

Grand Pappy would have said in dire time such as this it was time to just Cowboy Up!
With cowboy gallant and western flair offered her a swig from my red plastic beer cup.

This girl with the fine patootie and tight fittin’ jeans slowly took a swig – looking very coy,
She tipped my hat and then she brought music to my ears, “You are my type of cowboy!”

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Kurt James was born and raised in the foothills of the Colorado Rocky Mountains. With family roots in western Kansas and having lived in South Dakota for 20 years Kurt naturally had become an old western and nature enthusiast. Over the years Kurt has become one of Colorado’s prominent nature photographer’s through his brand name of Midnight Wind Photography. His poetry has been featured in the Denver Post, PM Magazine and on 9NEWS in Denver, Colorado. Kurt is also a feature writer for HubPages and Creative Exiles with the article’s focused on Colorado history, ghost towns, outlaws, and poetry. Inspired at a young age by writers such as Jack London, Louis L’Amour and Max Brand have formed Kurt’s natural ability as a storyteller. Kurt has published 5 novels all based in and around the Colorado Rocky Mountains. Using the Midnight Wind Publishing brand Kurt has also released a poetry collection - Poetry and Thoughts of a Wandering Man - (Uniquely Colorado edition) and now this collection - Poetry and Reflections of a Wandering Man (Random Thoughts edition) all are available in print or download on Amazon, Barnes and Noble, Goodreads and other fine bookstores. And a few shady bookstores as well. Kurt is working on his 7th Colorado adventure tale novel “When the Song Vanishes”.

10 thoughts on “You’re Killin’ Me In Those Tight Fittin’ Jeans

  • July 7, 2018 at 6:48 PM

    Scored ! Way to go, Kurt. You captured her heart. Great poem and fun to read. I love it !

    PS: You might want to check the wording in:

    ” looked at me up and her smile … ”

    “with grease and oil from on my wranglers from a transmission leak,”

    • July 7, 2018 at 6:56 PM

      Glad you were able to enjoy Phyllis and thanks for the heads up on the wording –

      • July 7, 2018 at 7:06 PM

        Sure. Tight fittin’ jeans will do it every time. I love to go to our rodeo and watch the cowboys in their tight fittin’ jeans – drives us girls crazy! It’s more fun than anything. 🙂

        • July 7, 2018 at 7:07 PM

          I know it works both ways – nothing finer than a cowgirl with tight fitting jeans… woot woot…lol..

  • July 8, 2018 at 7:38 AM

    Definitely. Tight jeans and good genes are always a good thing. Nice tale my friend. Thoroughly enjoyed.

  • July 9, 2018 at 8:31 AM

    Everyone appreciates a good piece…of denim.

    • July 9, 2018 at 6:03 PM

      No doubt Rick everyone likes a little piece of … denim…

  • July 16, 2018 at 8:06 PM

    Terri Clarke a Canadian gal sure fits those jeans well. I agree with denim being a work of art as it wraps and clings to the magnificent buns of many. I have worn jeans most of my life, when I trucked, I had so many pairs and tees. But to see a beautiful woman strutting her stuff in the tight fitting jean is simply a man’s greatest pleasure. I bow humbly to the man/woman who created denim. Long may it reign:-))
    Well penned Kurt my Colorado cowboy. You knocked this one out of the park, gotta love it.

    • July 17, 2018 at 6:25 PM

      Well my Canadian the way I see it – the three best things that come from Canada is Shania Twain, Terri Clark, and Vincent Moore – in that order… lol…


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