Letras
Coming out from the midwest
Mom and Daddy always did their best
To teach the value of the working man
Always out there with my own two hands
Until I got it in my head again
That freedoms out there on that western land
Yeah deep in my heart I always knew
The life I wanted out there through and through
Wishin I were a cowboy
Wish I had the rope and reigns
Wishin I could ride for days
And never really even see a thing
Yeah wishin I was George Strait
Or wrestling like Lee Graves
Anything like Lonesome Dove
A western dream you would think of
I wish I had a famous name
Like Wyatt Erp or Doc Holiday
Cause in the end I'd still want the same
I'd be sitting out on a range
Wishin I were a cowboy
Yeah Toby Keith said it right
Deep down I want to rope and ride
With a heart full of restlessness
And an urge to find out what I missed
Broken crooked and calloused hands
A different kind of blue collar man
With all the grit it takes to push on through
For the long reward you never knew
Wishin I were a cowboy
Yeah wishin I had the open and reigns
Wishin I could ride for days
And never really even see a thing
Wishin I was George Strait
Or wrestling like Lee Graves
Anything like Lonesome Dove
A western dream you would think of
I wish I had a famous name
Like Wyatt Erp or Doc Holiday
And in my heart I'd still want the same
I'd be sitting out on a range
Wishin I were a cowboy
Wishin I were a cowboy
Oh the falls the fights
Long days and nights
The things I'd see
The joys the pain
The storms the rain
To live life free
Wishin I were a cowboy
Wishin I were a cowboy
Wishin I were a cowboy