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Cowboy Lyrics By Kid Rock

    cowboy
    cowboy

    well i’m packin’ up my game and i’ma head out west
    where real women come equipped with scripts and fake breasts
    find a nest in the hills chill like flynt
    buy an old droptop find a spot to pimp
    and i’ma kid rock it up and down ya’ block
    with a bottle of scotch and watch lots a crotch
    buy a yacht with a flag sayin’ chillin’ the most
    then rock that bitch up and down the coast
    give a toast to the sun drink with the stars
    get thrown in the mix and tossed outta bars
    sip the tiajuana i want to roam
    find motown tell them fools to come back home
    start an escort service for all the right reasons
    and set up shop at the top of four seasons
    kid rock and i’m the real mccoy
    and i’m headed out west sucker because i wanna be a

    cowboy baby
    with the top let back and the sunshine shinin’
    cowboy baby
    west coast chillin’ with the boone’s wine
    i wanna be a cowboy baby
    ridein’ at night ’cause i sleep all day
    cowboy baby
    i can smell a pig from a mile away

    i bet you’ll hear my whistle blowin’ when my train rolls in
    it goes whistling like dust in the wind
    stoned pimp stoned freak stoned out of my mind
    i once was lost but now i’m just blind
    palm trees and weeds scabbed knees and rice
    get a map to the stars find heidi fleiss
    and if the price is right then i’m gonna make my bid boy
    and let california know why they call me

    cowboy baby
    with the top let back and the sunshine shinin’
    cowboy baby
    west coast chillin’ with the boone’s wine
    i wanna be a cowboy baby
    ridein’ at night ’cause i sleep all day
    cowboy baby
    i can smell a pig from a mile away

    yeah
    kid rock you can call me tex
    rollin’ sunset woman with a bottle of beck’s
    seen a slimmy in a ‘vette rolled down my glass
    and said yeah this dick fits right in your ass
    no kiddin’ gun slingin’ spurs hittin’ the floor
    call me hoss i’m the boss with the sauce and the whores
    no remorse for the sheriff in his eye i ain’t right
    i’ma paint his town red then paint his wife white
    cause chaos rock like amedeus
    find west coast pussy for my detroit playas
    mack like mayors ball like lakers
    they told us to leave but bet they can’t make us
    why they wanna pick on me
    lock me up and snort away my key
    i ain’t no g i’m just a regular failure
    i ain’t straight outta compton i’m straight out the trailer
    cuss like a sailor drink like a mick
    my only words of wisdom are just suck my dick
    i’m flickin’ my bic up and down that coast and
    keep on truckin’ till i fall in the ocean

    cowboy baby
    with the top let back and the sunshine shinin’
    cowboy baby
    spend all my time in hollywood and vine
    i want to be a cowboy baby
    ride at night ’cause i sleep all day
    cowboy baby
    i can smell a pig from a mile away
    cowboy baby
    with the top let back and the sunshine shinin’
    cowboy baby
    with the top let back and the sunshine shinin’
    cowboy

    Artist: Kid Rock

    Year: 1999

    Decade: 90s

    Language: en

    Word Count: 335