Cowboy

Guitar playing, money making
I got to keep on drinking just so my hands quit shaking
Got a 67 caddy with a gibson to match
New Nudie suit and stetson hat

I got scars on my knuckles, big belt buckle
I won playing poker out looking for trouble
The south Texas heat has nothing on me
Where ever I'm at, you don't wanna be

I'm a cowboy

I'm a cowboy

Back boot black hat black leather in my cadillac
Dark shades gold frames I'm a storm that won't be tamed
Back boot black hat black leather in my cadillac
Dark shades gold frames I'm a storm that won't be tamed

Keep a flask in the back sweet corn liquor
A picture of a women for the days that I miss her
I got a green leaf from a Indian friend
I never caught his name they called him running wind

From Nevada to Wyoming
Not a thief or liar In between that don't know me
Sharp tongue and loose lips
Keeps my hand near my hip and my mind on my chips

I'm a cowboy

I'm a cowboy

Back boot black hat black leather in my cadillac
Dark shades gold frames I'm a storm that won't be tamed
Back boot black hat black leather in my cadillac
Dark shades gold frames I'm a storm that won't be tamed