Cowboy Like Him

If you hear me talk about the smell of cigarettes
The tattoo on my left arm, I got for him
Denim on denim, I'm certain he set the trend
Oh, momma, I wanna be a cowboy like him

I wish I liked flowers the way that he did
I just started wearing my old pair of boots
I looked up to him when I was a kid
I'm missing him lately, even though now I'm 22
Oh, momma, I wanna be a cowboy like him

I lost you when I was 13
Hadn't seen you in a while, mama said you weren't clean
Oh, momma, I wanted to be a cowboy like him

I heard you passed so sweetly
Cuddled up under a cozy blanket
Sitting on your suntanned couch
I sat next to you and held your cold stone hand

You looked in God's eyes and accepted defeat
But you looked so peaceful somehow
And I'm missing you a little more right now
Oh, I wanted to be a cowboy like you
Oh, momma, I want to be a cowboy like him
Oh, momma, I wanna be a cowboy like him



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Writer(s): Kirsten Ochoa
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