The Pirate Cowboy

Papa, he lives out in the country
All he does is work and work all day
Early in the morning, right into the night
But I swear I've never heard him complain
Sometimes he's working from the rooftops
Sometimes he's working in the trees
Sometimes you'll catch him working on a case of beer
My pop is always working through the breeze

He's the pirate cowboy, yee-haw
He's the pirate cowboy (no, this is Santa clause)

Howdy, he says in the morning
Arrgh, he says about midday
But when he's working on a job, you know he gets it done right
He may curse, but he never does complain
Here we go pop

He's the pirate cowboy, yee-haw
He's the pirate cowboy (no, this is Santa clause)

Papa, he lives out in the country
He may curse, but he never does complain
He may curse, but he never does complain
I swear I've never heard him complain



Credits
Writer(s): Joseph Terry
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