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I am a lonesome cowboy
I love to ride the range
When I come to town on Friday night
Well, some folks think I'm strange
They hear me talking to my horse
Or whistling a tune
As I sit down to eat my lunch
In a restaurant all alone
Saturday night, I hit the dance
In jeans and fancy shirt
All the girls look at my boots
But no one wants to flirt
Cowboys, Cowboys
Out there on the Range
Cowboys need cowgirls
Now, folks that ain't so strange
At ten o'clock I slip out
And walk the streets alone
Hoping to find someone like me
That wants to take me home
But it never works, so I head back
To my hotel and hit the sack
The morning next as church bells ring
I'm riding out of town again
I am a lonesome cowboy
I love to ride the range
But, when I come to town on Friday night
Well, some folks think I'm strange
Cowboys, Cowboys
Out there on the Range
Cowboys need cowgirls
Now, folks that ain't so strange
Yes, Cowboys need cowgirls
Now, folks that ain't so strange