Nowboy
He's an urban redneck
Likes his George and Madflex
He's country and what's next
Metropolis with crops
From barn to the city
Farming in the nitty-gritty
He's surrounded by concrete
Too many suburb plots
Sticking to dirt past
Agricultural for the future
He's certain who are unsure
Aware of hidden costs
Plowing his own stake
And modern, make no mistake
He's in tune to the horizon
Up until he drops off
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