Louis Brown · Dec 24, 2010
I Must Be A Cowboy

My boss just up and fired me
My sweetheart went away
I don’t walk where doagies roam
But I stepped in some today
No, I don’t live in Texas
But I found true cowboy links
When cow manure bushwhacked me
I discovered my cowboy jinx

I never wear a cowboy hat
And I can’t throw a lariat
But my instincts tell  me now, boy,
I must be a cowboy

I don’t tote a forty-four
‘Don’t russle cows all day
Naw,  the posse didn’t hang me
‘Just stepped the wrong dern way
That’s how it goes with wranglers
When things don’t fall their way
I can’t shoot straight but my foot’s dead on
I stepped in some today

I must be a cowboy,
I stepped in some today……

Music by John Farley

Copyright Louis Brown
 
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