Well I was ridin' down the road on my quarterhorse
And I roped them doggies and I brand 'em of course
I got spurs on my feet, a rope in my hand, got a pistol
By my side, I'm the quickest in the land I'm a cowboy
(Chorus)
HEAD 'EM UP, MOVE 'EM OUT A COWBOY AIN'T
A MAN, HE'S A SPECIAL KINDA BREED THAT LIVES
OFF THE LAND I'm A COWBOY MAN THAT AIN'T NO
LIE, AND IF YOU'RE GONNA MESS WITH ME YOU'RE
GONNA HAFTA DIE, I'm A COWBOY
Well I can ride in the shoulder and rope on the range to the
People in the city I look kinda strange got Justin boots,
Resistol hat for every single gal who looks like that I was raised
In the hills with horses and stuff and I grew to be strong and I
Learned to be tough I don't mind the city, 'cuz my roots are stil
There, but they got their own problems and I don't real care
I'm a cowboy
(Repeat Chorus)
Well I gotta fix fence and I gotta load hay, and I gotta brand cows
If I wanna get paid I work real hard to make the cattle grow 'cuz
Cattle is full time job ya know It's my way life it would seem if ya
Don't really like it you best stay away So I rope my cattle and look
Real rough, 'cuz if you're gonna be a cowboy ya gotta be tough
I'm a cowboy
HEAD 'EM UP MOVE 'EM OUT A COWBOY AIN'T A MAN
HE'S A SPECIAL KINDA BREED THAT LIVES OFF THE
LAND I'm A COWBOY MAN THAT AIN'T NO SHIT AND
IF YOU'RE GONNA MESS WITH ME, YOU'RE GONNA
GET HIT