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 thinking 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 feeling if I held you tight
You d be seeing his and hers
Buckles boots and spurs
But that's a feeling you'll get over overnight

'Cause whatcha gonna do with a cowboy
When that old rooster crows at dawn?
When he's lying there instead
Of gettting out of bed
And putting on his boots and getting 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 kind of woman
To put with the life a cowboy leads
'Cause his boots are always muddy
And his beer drinking 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

So whatcha gonna do with a cowboy
When that old rooster crows at dawn?
When he's lying there instead
Of gettting out of bed
And putting on his boots and getting gone
Whatcha 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?
What you gonna do with a cowboy
When he don't saddle up and ride away?