Cowboy Songtext

von Kid Rock

(Cowboy cowboy)

Well I'm a' packin up my game and I'm a head out west
Where real women come equipt with scripts and fake breasts
Find a nest in the hills
Chill like flint
Buy an old drop-top
Find a spot to pimp
Then I'm a' Kid Rock it up and down ya' block
With a bottle of scotch and watch lots a crotch
Buy a yacht with a flag that say's "Chillin' the most"
Then rock that bitch up and down the coast
Give a toast to the sun
Drink with the stars
Get thrown in the mix
And get tossed out a' bars
Sift to Tiajuana
I wanna rome
Find motown telephones and come back home
Start an escort service for all the right reasons
And set up shop at the top of four seasons
Kid Rock and I'm the Real Mccoy
And I'm headed out west cause I wanna be a

Refrain:

Cowboy, baby!!
(With the top laid back and the sunshine shinin'!)
Cowboy, baby!!
(West Coast Chillin while the boone's whinen!)
I wanna be a cowboy, baby!!
(Ridin at night 'cause I sleep all day)
Cowboy, baby!!
(I can smell a pig from a mile away)

I bet you'll hear my whistle blowin' when my train rolls in
It goes (whistle sound)
Like dust in the wind
Stoned pimp, stoned freak??, stoned out of my mind.
I once was lost, but now I'm just blind
Palm trees and weed
Scabbed knees and rice
Get a map to the stars
Find Heidi Flice
And if the price is right
Then I'm gonna make my bid boy
And let Californi-A
Know why they call me"

Repeat Chorus

(old fashioned piano)

Yeahhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!
Kid Rock
You can call me Tex
Rollin' sunset women with a bottle of becks
See a slimmy in a vette
Roll down my glass
That is @#%!*&
Right in yo' @!$#%&^
No hit gun slingin spur right in your throat
Call me hoss
I'm the boss
Whith the sauce
And the horse
No remorse for the sheriff and his eye ain't right
I'm a paint this town red
Then I'm a paint his wife wight
Cause chaos
Rock like Amedeus
Got west coast pussy for my Detroit playas
Mack like mayas
Ball like lakers
They told us to leave but bet they couldn't make us
Why they wanna pick on me?
Lock me up
And throw away my key
I ain't no cheat I'm just a regular failure
I'm not straight out a' compton
I'm straight out trailer
Cuss like a sailor
Drink like a mick
My only words of wisdom are
(Radio edit)
I'm takin' my pick
Up and down that and keep on truckin'
Till' I fall in the ocean

Repeat Refrain