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A Wannabe Cowboy

Well, I’ve lived in this Montana country guess it's been pert near fourteen years I call myself a cowboy though I ain't punched no cows or branded no steers Ain't broke me no fiery eyed wild stallion Or pushed cattle across open land Never fended off a mountain lion nor killed a grizz with my bare hands I ain't wrangled some ornery rustlers with my rifle and colt six gun Haven’t spent winter alone in a line shack or been in a bar fight just for fun But I got me a hat, some chaps and spurs went and watched me a rodeo I learned that to be a real life cowboy is more than putting on a show Don’t need to wear a Montana slope hat to live the good old cowboy way It's more about how you respect the land and always mean just what you say You believe in traditions and honor love, nature, honesty and song A person who follows his commitments though he may have to ride alone If you want to be a cowboy my friend then it's having the fortitude to stick to convictions and do what's right That is the cowboy’s attitude

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