New Breed
Who ever thought that cowboys would change their clean cut denim style?
Short cropped hair and western shirts, this new breed has plum-gone wild
They no longer show their ears, they've got 'em covered up with hair
A mustache or goatee on their face, these youngings just don't care
This new breed, what you gonna do to make 'em understand?
This new breed look of theirs' don't make 'em look nothing like a man
Don't tell me the old cowboy look is gonna die out for good
I wish I knew what we could do to get 'em looking back like they should
Instead of western shirts and jeans, they wear shirts with puffy sleeves
Unbutton to the navel with ruffles to flap in the breeze
Their pants are still tight fittin' but they flare out at the boot
And Lord, they look plum ridiculous as they climb into the chute
This new breed, what you gonna do to make 'em understand?
This new breed look of theirs' don't make 'em look nothing like a man
Don't tell me the old cowboy look is gonna die out for good
Well, I wish I knew what we could do to get 'em looking back like they should
Well, I wish I knew what we could do to get 'em looking back like they should
Short cropped hair and western shirts, this new breed has plum-gone wild
They no longer show their ears, they've got 'em covered up with hair
A mustache or goatee on their face, these youngings just don't care
This new breed, what you gonna do to make 'em understand?
This new breed look of theirs' don't make 'em look nothing like a man
Don't tell me the old cowboy look is gonna die out for good
I wish I knew what we could do to get 'em looking back like they should
Instead of western shirts and jeans, they wear shirts with puffy sleeves
Unbutton to the navel with ruffles to flap in the breeze
Their pants are still tight fittin' but they flare out at the boot
And Lord, they look plum ridiculous as they climb into the chute
This new breed, what you gonna do to make 'em understand?
This new breed look of theirs' don't make 'em look nothing like a man
Don't tell me the old cowboy look is gonna die out for good
Well, I wish I knew what we could do to get 'em looking back like they should
Well, I wish I knew what we could do to get 'em looking back like they should
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