Riding on the range in the cold makes him wish he was a plumber
Sleeping on the ground by the fire with his horse is a bummer
But driving into town once a month to find a woman is even dumber
Oh, but he does it 'cause he's a cowboy
Hey, a full grown whale could drown when the rain starts a-falling
And slopping through the mud and singing to a cow ain't his calling
And it drives him up a wall every time he hears the little doggies a-bawling
Oh, but he listens, he's a cowboy
He goes yodel-iddle-lay-dee
Rough and tough and ready, eating cowboy stew
It's stringy, it's tough, but he gobbles it up
Like his movie star heroes do
There ain't any outlaws left for the good guys to battle
And it sure gets old just sitting there tall in the saddle
His home on the range ain't nothing but a house full of cattle
Oh, but he punches them, he's a cowboy
Yodel-iddle-lay-dee
He's rough and tough and ready, eating cowboy stew
It's stringy and it's tough, but he gobbles it up
Like his movie star heroes do
Riding on the range in the cold makes him wish he was a plumber
And sleeping on the ground by the fire with his horse is a bummer
But driving into town once a month to find a woman is even dumber
Oh, but he does it, he's a cowboy
Whoa, boy
