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