Donald Swan, he was a millionaire
   >From a Texas oil family
   But he still worked hard and believed in God
   He was a man of integrity
   He went to France on business
   Met a woman there named Simone
   She saw love in the eyes of the American guy
   And she didn't like to be alone
  
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   Now it's a cow town
   It's a cow town
   For Simone Swann
   Living on the Buffalo Bayou
  
   She packed up all her perfume
   For the gusty pioneer
   On a carefree note he said, "Forget your coat
   There's a chill about every ten years"
   So they flew hand in hand to Houston
   Home of Exxon, Gulf and Shell
   He said we have an income bigger than France
   We all think that's swell
  
   He loved her French accent
   And her knowledge of the arts
   And she, for one, had always fancied
   Having a millionaire sweetheart
   So they got married up in Dripping Springs
   Flew her Mama in from Cannes
   She said: "What kind of romance could make
   My baby leave France
   Donald must be some kind of Don Juan"
  
   Now she thinks about France and the nightlife there
   And it's cafes and bistros
   Donald, a hard working, simple man
   Likes to see the livestock shows
   And when he's not off on business
   He's off checkin' out cows and pigs
   And she gets weary on a twelve mile prairie
   Starin' at the drilling rigs
  
   Now it's a cow town
   It's a cow town
   For Simone Swann
   Living on the Buffalo Bayou