Cowboy

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Cowboy... Cowboy...
 Well I'm Packing Up My Game And I'm A Head Out West
 Where Real Women Come Equipped With Scripts And Fake Breasts
 Find A Nest In The Hills Chill Like Flynt
 Buy An Old Droptop Find A Spot To Pimp
 And I'm A Kid Rock It Up And Down Your Block
 With A Bottle Of Scotch And Watch Lots Of Crotch
 Buy Yacht With A Flag Sayin' Chillin' The Most
 Then Rock That Bitch Up And Down The Coast
 Give A Toast To The Sun, Drink With The Stars
 Get Thrown In The Mix And Tossed Out Of Bars
 Shift Til Ya Wanna... I Wanna Roam
 Find Motown And Tell Them Fools Come Back Home
 Start An Escort Service, For All The Right Reasons
 And Set Up Shop At The Top Of Four Seasons
 Kid Rock And I'm The Real Mccoy
 And I'm Headin' Out West Sucker... Because I Wanna Be A
 Cowboy, Baby
 With The Top Let Back And The Sunshine Shining
 Cowboy Baby
 West Coast Chillin' With The Boone's Wine
 I Wanna Be A Cowboy Baby
 Ridin' At Night 'Cause I Sleep All Day
 Cowboy Baby
 I Can Smell A Pig From A Mile Away
 I Bet You'll Hear My Whistle Blowin' When My Train Rolls In
 It Goes (Whistle) Like Dust In The Wind
 Stoned Pimp, Stoned Freak, Stoned Out Of My Mind
 I Once Was Lost, But Now I'm Just Blind
 Palm Trees And Weeds, Scabbed Knees And Rice
 Get A Map To The Stars, Find Heidi Fliece (Sp?)
 And If The Price Is Right I'm Gonna Make My Bid Boy
 And Let Cali-For-Ny-Aye Know Why They Call Me
 Cowboy Baby
 With The Top Let Back And The Sunshine Shining
 Cowboy Baby
 West Coast Chillin' With The Boone's Wine
 I Wanna Be A Cowboy Baby
 Ridin' At Night 'Cause I Sleep All Day
 Cowboy Baby
 I Can Smell A Pig From A Mile Away
 Yeah... Kid Rock... You Can Call Me Tex
 Rollin' Sunset Woman With A Bottle Of Becks
 Seen A Slimmy In A 'Vette, Rolled Down My Glass
 And Said, "Yeah This Dick Fits Right In Your Ass"
 No Kiddin', Gun Slingin', Spurs Hittin' The Floor
 Call Me Hoss, I'm The Boss, With The Sauce In The Horse
 No Remorse For The Sherrif, In His Eye I Ain't Right
 I'm Gonna Paint His Town Red, And Paint His Wife White Huh
 Cause Chaos, Rock Like Amadeus
 Find West Coast Pussy For My Detroit Players
 Mack Like Mayors, Ball Like Lakers
 They Told Us To Leave, But Bet They Can't Make Us
 Why They Wanna Pick On Me... Lock Me Up And Snort Away My Key
 I Ain't No G, I'm Just A Regular Failure
 I Ain't Straight Outta Compton I'm Straight Out The Trailer
 Cuss Like A Sailor... Drink Like A Mc (Mick... As In Irishman)
 My Only Words Of Wisdom Are Just, "Suck My Dick."
 I'm Flickin' My Bic Up And Down That Coast And
 Keep On Truckin' Until It Falls Into Motion
 Cowboy
 With The Top Let Back And The Sunshine Shining
 Cowboy
 Spendin' All My Time At Hollywood And Vine
 Cowboy
 Ridin' At Night 'Cause I Sleep All Day
 Cowboy
 I Can Smell A Pig From A Mile Away
 Cowboy
 With The Top Let Back And The Sunshine Shining
 Cowboy
 With The Top Let Back And The Sunshine Shining
 Cowboy
 Hollywood And Vine

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Song Details

Duration
05:08
Key
2
Tempo
90 BPM

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