Of man's progress I don't give a hoot   And man's estrangements of nature's arrangements   Has given cause for my heartbreak to boot      The simple life though filled with strife   And struggle with the land   Still remained its simple self   And that I understand      So city smog and dog eat dog   For some may hold sublime   Well as for me if I had my way   I'd had lived some other time      Praise the prairie and pass the cake   I'd like to eat it too   But being born now was my mistake   I've passed the buckaroo      I'd say you're right   No chance why fight?   Why be a cowboy star      Hump back Brahmas lovely cow mamas   Saw dust floor saloons   Dance hall queens romanced in my dreams   So why pop my balloon?      No chance, why fight?   Still in my own right   I'd be a cowboy star      Dreams of my life   Are so carried away   If just in my dreams   I could be for one day   Just for one day      Lost in my dreams   I'll be riding away   Like a cowboy star      Stage set, sundown   In my last showdown   I?ll be