Cowboy Cool

The clothes he wears don't change to much at all Straw hat in the spring Felt hat in the fall His favorite things to do Roping calves and tripping steers He can take the heat He's cowboy cool Cowboy cool straights the way he shoots cowboy cool his roots are in his boots he might break a bone or two but never the golden rule his mama let her baby grow up to be cowboy cool He'll show up down in Houston The first of every March And Vegas in December His wranglers pressed and starched Trying to break eight seconds Change the swing in his loop He can take the heat He's cowboy cool Cowboy cool straights the way he shoots cowboy cool his roots are in his boots he might break a bone or two but never the golden rule his mama let her baby grow up to be cowboy cool he might break a bone or two but never the golden rule his mama let her baby grow up to be cowboy cool mama let her baby grow up Cowboy cool