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
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 a 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
one night rodeo no
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