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[Verse]
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I used to want to be a cowboy spent my childhood dreamin' that
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Wearing spurs and boots and six guns and a big ten-gallon hat
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Chasin' outlaws savin' ladies, bustin' broncs at rodeos
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Ridin' off in- to the sunset, like they do in picture shows
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I used to want to be a cowboy, I dreamed about it until the day
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That a green-eyed Texas lady smiled and stole my heart a- way
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Now I'm trackin' down a livin', and as far as I can see
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Right now I'm just as much a cowboy as I'm ever gonna be

[Chorus]
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'Cause my round-ups at a truck stop, the trails a super slab
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I wear boots up in the saddle of my eighteen wheelers cab
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Riding hell bent for the bunkhouse just a- cross the Georgia Line
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Where to- night I'll see my lady and that little boy of mine
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And he wants to be a cowboy, you know somehow I kind of expected that
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Wearing spurs and boots and six guns and a big ten-gallon hat
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And all my cowboy dreams are livin' in that little bucka- roo
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Cowboys often end up daddies, you know I'm really glad they do

[Tag]
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And he wants to be a cowboy, just the way his daddy did
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When he's on his broomstick pony, he's Hoppy Roy and the Sisco Kid
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And he wants to be a cowboy, just the way his daddy did