Cowboy Lyrics

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