Cinderella - Buck Owens

So you found your Prince Charming was just a dream

There wasn’t any Palace and you weren’t a Queen

In your faded cotton dresses anyone could see but you’re still Cinderella to me Cinderella Cinderella this is not the way love should be Cinderella Cinderella won’t you let me take you home with me Our honeymoon may not be a fancy ball

You may not have a maid and butler at your call

But I’ll be more than any prince could ever be and you’ll be Cinderella to me Cinderella Cinderella…