Watcha Gonna Do With a Cowboy (Live)
Chris Ledoux
Miscellaneous
Whatcha Gonna Do With A Cowboy
I can see you got your eye on this old cowboy,
And i can tell you ve never had one for your own,
Or you ve never been around one,
Now you re thinkin that you ve found one,
Well it might be kinda fun to take him home.
You giggle every time that i say yes ma am
And i get this feelin if i held you tight,
You d be seein his and hers,
Buckles boots and spurs,
But that s a feelin you ll get over overnight.
Cause whatcha gonna do with a cowboy
When that old rooster crows at dawn,
When he s lyin there instead,
Of getttin out of bed
And puttin on his boots and gettin gone,
What you gonna do when he says honey
I ve got half a mind to stay,
What you gonna do with a cowboy,
When he don t saddle up and ride away.
You can see it takes a special kinda woman
To put with the life a cowboy leads,
Cause his boots are always muddy,
And his beer drinkin buddies
Will camp out on your couch and never leave,
Don t even start to think you re gonna change him,
You d be better off to try and rope the wind,
What you see is what he s got,
And he can t be what he s not
And honey you can t hide him from your friends.
Miscellaneous
Whatcha Gonna Do With A Cowboy
I can see you got your eye on this old cowboy,
And i can tell you ve never had one for your own,
Or you ve never been around one,
Now you re thinkin that you ve found one,
Well it might be kinda fun to take him home.
You giggle every time that i say yes ma am
And i get this feelin if i held you tight,
You d be seein his and hers,
Buckles boots and spurs,
But that s a feelin you ll get over overnight.
Cause whatcha gonna do with a cowboy
When that old rooster crows at dawn,
When he s lyin there instead,
Of getttin out of bed
And puttin on his boots and gettin gone,
What you gonna do when he says honey
I ve got half a mind to stay,
What you gonna do with a cowboy,
When he don t saddle up and ride away.
You can see it takes a special kinda woman
To put with the life a cowboy leads,
Cause his boots are always muddy,
And his beer drinkin buddies
Will camp out on your couch and never leave,
Don t even start to think you re gonna change him,
You d be better off to try and rope the wind,
What you see is what he s got,
And he can t be what he s not
And honey you can t hide him from your friends.
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Writer(s): Mark Sanders, Troyal Garth Brooks
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