Cowboy

We're heading in the run from Robin the Bank, we're thinking if we hit eighty-eight
We could head to the nineteenth century, let's choose hope for that
We got the boots, we got the gun, we also got the horse and the hat
We got the bar, we got the bank, that's what you call a cowboy

We're in the western of the United States, rum and beer and everything we got
We call that stuff a crap
So we got the boots, we got the gun, we also got the horse and the hat
We got the bar, we got the bank, that's what you call a cowboy

We got the boots, we got the gun, that's what you call a cowboy
We got the bar, we got the bank, that's what you call a cowboy, oh!
We ain't never gonna live the time alone
Bloodshot, gutting and trying to run away

Fucking bulletproof, ain't never gonna win
Just live the life you want it to, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
We're heading down the western, robbing the bank
There's hope where we're heading next

We think we could head to the 19th century, let's just hope we're right
We got the boots, we got the gun, we also got the bar and the bank
We got the bar, we got the bank, that's what you call a cowboy
Got the boots, got the gun, that's what you call a cowboy

Got the bar, got the bank, that's what you call a cowboy
Yeah, that's what you call a cowboy
That's what you call a cowboy
That's what you call a cowboy

That's what you call a cowboy
Living the time of your life in the 18th century now
No one want what a county can't do, just live the life you want it to
Yeah, just live the life you want it to

Yeah, live the life you want it to
Live the life you want it to
Fucking live the life you want it to
Know about the times you wasn't wanted

That's what you call a cowboy



Credits
Writer(s): Mason Highmoor
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