You sayin' President Bush isn't a real cowboy?
There's a whole lotta meanness goin' on these days.
Them's fightin' words, Mud. (^:
So you came from New York city and you want to see the sights
You've heard all about those cowboys and those crazy Texas nights
I see you've got your eye on something leaning on the bar
But the toughest ride he's ever had was in his foreign car
CHORUS:
So don't call him a cowboy until you've seen him ride
Cause a Stetson hat and those fancy boots don't tell ya what's inside
No, and if he ain't good in the saddle Lord you won't be satisfied
So don't call him a cowboy until you've seen him ride
He's the Hollywood idea of the wild and wooly west
In his french designer blue jeans and his custom tailored vest
You think he's the real thing but I think you oughta know
He can't even make it through a one night rodeo...No...
Obviously not finished yet, but y'all get the idear...MUD