I want a 10-gallon Stetson   And a horse that bears my brand   A thousand head of cattle   On a great big piece of land      I want a ranch in Arizona   Where they never sleep inside   I want a gaze at the moon and stars above   I want to learn to rope and ride      I want two pearl handled six guns   The kind that really shoot   A saddle trimmed with silver   And a pair of yellow boots      I'll have my name carved on my belt   I'll line my saddle seat with felt   I'm gonna be a cowboy   Yes sirree      I want a 10-gallon Stetson   And a horse that bears my brand   A thousand head of cattle   On a great big piece of land      I want a ranch in Arizona   Where they never sleep inside   I want a gaze at the moon and stars above   I want to learn to rope and ride      I want two pearl handled six guns   The kind that really shoot   A saddle trimmed with silver   And a pair of yellow boots      I'll have my name carved on my belt   I'll line my saddle seat with felt   I'm gonna be a cowboy   Yes sirree