I used to want to be a cowboy Spent my childhood dreamin' that Wearing spurs and boots and six guns And a big ten-gallon hat Chasin' outlaws, savin' ladies Bustin' broncs at rodeos Riding off into the sunset Like they do in picture shows I used to want to be a cowboy I dreamed about it until the day That a green-eyed Texas lady Smiled and stole my heart away Now I'm trackin' down a livin' And as far as I can see Right now I'm just as much a cowboy As I'm ever gonna be 'Cause my round-ups at a truck stop The trails a super slab I wear boots up in the saddle Of my eighteen wheelers cab Riding hell bent for the bunkhouse Just across the Georgia Line Where tonight, I'll see my lady And that little boy of mine And he wants to be a cowboy You know somehow I kind of expected that Wearing spurs and boots and six guns And a big ten-gallon hat And all my cowboy dreams are livin' In that little buckaroo Cowboys often end up daddies You know I'm really glad, they do And he wants to be a cowboy Just the way his daddy did When he's on his broomstick pony He's Hoppy, Roy and the Sisco Kid And he wants to be a cowboy Just the way his daddy did