Cowboys are we

Restless and carefree

Our home is wherever the cattle happen to roam

Out days are spent under prairie sun

So we sing sad songs of our lost love

When the cow herding is done

We go into town

And drink glass upon glass of whiskey down

Then we get upset

Because we haven’t found our true love yet

So we challenge innocent citizens to duel

We drunken cowboys can be really cruel

After shooting up the little town

We’ve got to get out of there

And find a new place to hang around

So back out on the prairie we go

Where the only thing to do is watch grazing cattle roam