Take a chance, come dance with a cowboy Playin stopped playin long time ago with childish toys It's only men in here; deuce deuce inch Pirelli and Goodyear niggaz, sip malt liquor beer They gave me sixth man of the year, came off the bench for Tha Liks

Country must be country wide Playin' Cash, Hank, Willie, and Waylon In foreign cars and four wheel drives There's cowboys and hillbillies From farm towns to big cities In every state, there's a station There ain't no doubt in my mind I grew up south of

Themselves and their slow-movin' dreams My heroes have always been cowboys And they still are, it seems Sadly, in search of, and one step in back of I grew up a-dreamin' of bein' a cowboy And lovin' the cowboy ways Pursuin' the life of my hard-ridin'

I wanna drink that shot of whiskey I wanna smoke that cigarette You know some cowboys like me go out like that Like a needle needs a vein Like my uncle Joe in Oklahoma needs a rain Like a lighthouse on the coast Like the father and the son need the Holy

Cowboys and angels There's a want and there's a need There's a history between We ride side by side A cloud of dust, a ray of light My touch is her temptation Her kiss is my salvation She's sweet, I'm wild, we're dangerous Girls like her and guys like me

Came from a city where them niggas they some killas Midwest cowboy, Pittsburgh nigga Just a young nigga, but he had the right plan That's just how it is man Round my way Just a young lil' nigga, but he had the right plan Twenty-thousand in his left,

So if you got a problem, pick up the telephone For the guns and glory cowboys from the twilight zone At the Continental Club, there's no extras for striptease We're the gang that couldn't shoot straight but we aim to please She's bugging me again, run to

Sadly, in search of, but one step in back of Themselves and their slow-movin' dreams My heroes have always been cowboys And they still are, it seems I grew up a-dreamin' of bein' a cowboy And lovin' the cowboy ways Pursuin' the life of my high-ridin'

Ya' gotta give a little something to a cold dog cat, Finding him a woman who can shake like that, Hottie! She's a hottie! Got a smokin' little body! String bikini and a barbed-wire tat (tattoo) She's a rockin' that cowboy hat ! Hottie! She's a hottie!

Oh, and Roy Rogers is riding tonight Returning to our silver screens Comic book characters never grow old Evergreen heroes whose stories were told Oh the great sequin cowboy who sings of the plains Of roundups and rustlers and home on the range Turn on