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