i'm a manly man, a woman's man
tight blue jeans, got a farmer's tan
short in front, long in back
like my hair like that with a moustache
when my best dress shirt ain't washed
just go grab my mama's table cloth
can't tell the difference anyway
seppin' for them gravy stains
i'm a cowboy...........
almost every day
i was born that way
fat tobacco lip
and darn proud of it
like they say i rope & ride 'em hard
in my uncle billy's back yard
farmin' aint no place to be
lessin' yer a man like me
tip my hat & say "howdy ma-am"
my belt buckle's big as my hand
happy livin' in the lower class
you don't like it kiss my ass
C-O-W-B-O-Y.........
if cowboy's watcha want, then i'm your
guy
i'm stretchin' them fetchin' wranglers 'till i die
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