Cosmic Cowboy

I just wanna be a cosmic cowboy (cowboy, cowboy, cowboy).

Burial grounds and merry go-rounds are all the same to me,
Horses on posts and kids and ghosts,
Are spirits we 'outta set free
Them city slicker pickers,
They gotta lot of slicker licks than you and me,
But riding the range and acting strange is where I wanna' be, at.
I just wanna' be a cosmic cowboy,
I just wanna' ride and rope and hoot!
I just wannna' be a cosmic cowboy,
Wanna be a supernatural, country- rockin' galoot.
Lone star sippin' and skinny dippin' and steel guitars and stars.
Just as good as Hollywood and all them boogie-woogie bars.
I'm gonna' buy me a vest and head
Out west, my little woman and myself,
We come to town,
People gather 'round, they can't believe my cowboy charm.
I just wanna' be a cosmic cowboy,
I'm just wanna' ride and rope and hoot! (Hoot! Hoot!)
I just wanna' be a cosmic cowboy,
Wanna be a supernatural, country rockin' galoot.
Now big racooons and harvest moons, keep a-rollin' through my mind.
Home on the range where the antelope play is very hard to find.
Don't bury me on the lone prarie, I'd rather play here alive,
I'm headin out west and I'm doing my
Best to keep my Bronco in four wheel drive.
I just wanna' be a cosmic cowboy,
I just wanna' ride and rope and hoot!
I just wannna' be a cosmic cowboy,
I wanna be a supernatural, country rockin' galoot.
And up his knife away, I'm a gonna' shoot!
I lead a lada lay he he, a da la hoo hoo, a da lay hee.
God bless you.