Out on the plains of Texas
Where the cactus grows, and the oil flows
A village has lost its idiot
Who fancies himself a cowboy
So this cowboy sits in the saddle
His trigger-finger's quick, but his eyesight's bad
How he got his hands on the reins I don't know
But it's something to do with his dad
So this cowboy wants to drive the herd
Down a washed out canyon that he doesn't know
His neighbor said Kemmosabe kiss my ass
So this ranger must roam alone
It takes a bigger man, to really understand
This reckless cowboy swagger's not becoming of a man
It's time to holster up your shotgun
It's time to tear the barbed wire down
It's time to know your sister and brother
And drive this cowboy out of town
Out on the range it gets so lonesome
And a fella's got things on his mind
Last winter his daddy was shot in the foot
And a outlaw he must find
And the cows, the cows they get so restless
Why can't they just move along?
Their dust is enough to make you sing
A lonesome reckless cowboy swagger song
Some cows are content to chew their cud
The pasture they graze is rich and green
But the pasture is watered with blood and sweat
Of people they've never seen
But the pasture is watered with blood and sweat
Of people they'll never see |
