(I Used To Want To Be A) Cowboy (2004 Digital Remaster)

I used to want to be a cowboy,

Spent my childhood dreamin' that,

Wearing spurs and boots and six guns,

And a big ten-gallon hat,,

Chasin' outlaws, savin' ladies,

Bustin' broncs at rodeos,

Riding off into the sunset,

Like they do in picture shows,,

I used to want to be a cowboy,

I dreamed about it until the day,

That a green-eyed Texas lady,

Smiled and stole my heart away,,

Now I'm trackin' down a livin',

And as far as I can see,

Right now I'm just as much a cowboy,

As I'm ever gonna be,,

'Cause my round-ups at a truck stop,

The trails a super slab,

I wear boots up in the saddle,

Of my eighteen wheelers cab,,

Riding hell bent for the bunkhouse,

Just across the Georgia Line,

Where tonight, I'll see my lady,

And that little boy of mine,,

And he wants to be a cowboy,

You know somehow I kind of expected that,

Wearing spurs and boots and six guns,

And a big ten-gallon hat,,

And all my cowboy dreams are livin',

In that little buckaroo,

Cowboys often end up daddies,

You know I'm really glad, they do,,

And he wants to be a cowboy,

Just the way his daddy did,

When he's on his broomstick pony,

He's Hoppy, Roy and the Sisco Kid,,

And he wants to be a cowboy,

Just the way his daddy did