No Cattle Kind of Cowboy
No cattle kind of cowboy
A greenhorn in a saddle
You're still trying to play above your pay grade
Every horse here nose you're a fake
You' re talkin' up the girls
While squattin' in your spurs
You ain't hidin' a thing
No cattle kind of cowboy
When I'm ready to go
I'm ready to ride
I don't need ya' slowing me down
You don't know how to rope
Don't know how to wrestle
Your hat is bigger than your boots
No cattle kind of cowboy
A greenhorn in a saddle
You're still try to play above your pay grade
Every horse here nose you're a fake
You're talkin' up the girls
While squattin' in your spurs
You ain't hidin' a thing
No cattle kind of cowboy
Your Lucchese™ boots
Aren't fooling me now
A dude horse is just your speed
You don't get down and dirty
You won't help me out
It'd be better if you rode out on a rail
No cattle kind of cowboy
A greenhorn in a saddle
You're still try to play above your pay grade
Every horse here nose you're a fake
You're talkin' up the girls
While squattin' in your spurs
You ain't hidin' a thing
No cattle kind of cowboy
Now my words may sound harsh
To your city slicking ears
Just know that I'm saving your hide
Cause you're useless in roundup
You ain't got no grit
Your crow hoppings dragging me down
No cattle kind of cowboy
A greenhorn in a saddle
You're still try to play above your pay grade
Every horse here nose you're a fake
You're all hat no proof
All tell no show
You ain't hidin' a thing
No cattle kind of cowboy
No cattle kind of cowboy
No cattle kind of cowboy
A greenhorn in a saddle
You're still trying to play above your pay grade
Every horse here nose you're a fake
You' re talkin' up the girls
While squattin' in your spurs
You ain't hidin' a thing
No cattle kind of cowboy
When I'm ready to go
I'm ready to ride
I don't need ya' slowing me down
You don't know how to rope
Don't know how to wrestle
Your hat is bigger than your boots
No cattle kind of cowboy
A greenhorn in a saddle
You're still try to play above your pay grade
Every horse here nose you're a fake
You're talkin' up the girls
While squattin' in your spurs
You ain't hidin' a thing
No cattle kind of cowboy
Your Lucchese™ boots
Aren't fooling me now
A dude horse is just your speed
You don't get down and dirty
You won't help me out
It'd be better if you rode out on a rail
No cattle kind of cowboy
A greenhorn in a saddle
You're still try to play above your pay grade
Every horse here nose you're a fake
You're talkin' up the girls
While squattin' in your spurs
You ain't hidin' a thing
No cattle kind of cowboy
Now my words may sound harsh
To your city slicking ears
Just know that I'm saving your hide
Cause you're useless in roundup
You ain't got no grit
Your crow hoppings dragging me down
No cattle kind of cowboy
A greenhorn in a saddle
You're still try to play above your pay grade
Every horse here nose you're a fake
You're all hat no proof
All tell no show
You ain't hidin' a thing
No cattle kind of cowboy
No cattle kind of cowboy
No cattle kind of cowboy
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Writer(s): Randall P. Buffam, Laura Nichols, Birdie Nichols
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