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(I Used To Want To Be A) Cowboy

	作词 : Morrison, Whitworth
	I used to want to be a cowboy
	Spent my childhood dreamin' that
	Wearing spurs and boots and six guns
	And a big ten-gallon hat
	Chasin' outlaws, savin' ladies
	Bustin' broncs at rodeos
	Riding off into the sunset
	Like they do in picture shows
	I used to want to be a cowboy
	I dreamed about it until the day
	That a green-eyed Texas lady
	Smiled and stole my heart away
	Now I'm trackin' down a livin'
	And as far as I can see
	Right now I'm just as much a cowboy
	As I'm ever gonna be
	'Cause my round-ups at a truck stop
	The trails a super slab
	I wear boots up in the saddle
	Of my eighteen wheelers cab
	Riding hell bent for the bunkhouse
	Just across the Georgia Line
	Where tonight, I'll see my lady
	And that little boy of mine
	And he wants to be a cowboy
	You know somehow I kind of expected that
	Wearing spurs and boots and six guns
	And a big ten-gallon hat
	And all my cowboy dreams are livin'
	In that little buckaroo
	Cowboys often end up daddies
	You know I'm really glad, they do
	And he wants to be a cowboy
	Just the way his daddy did
	When he's on his broomstick pony
	He's Hoppy, Roy and the Sisco Kid
	And he wants to be a cowboy
	Just the way his daddy did

	zuò cí : Morrison, Whitworth
	I used to want to be a cowboy
	Spent my childhood dreamin' that
	Wearing spurs and boots and six guns
	And a big tengallon hat
	Chasin' outlaws, savin' ladies
	Bustin' broncs at rodeos
	Riding off into the sunset
	Like they do in picture shows
	I used to want to be a cowboy
	I dreamed about it until the day
	That a greeneyed Texas lady
	Smiled and stole my heart away
	Now I' m trackin' down a livin'
	And as far as I can see
	Right now I' m just as much a cowboy
	As I' m ever gonna be
	' Cause my roundups at a truck stop
	The trails a super slab
	I wear boots up in the saddle
	Of my eighteen wheelers cab
	Riding hell bent for the bunkhouse
	Just across the Georgia Line
	Where tonight, I' ll see my lady
	And that little boy of mine
	And he wants to be a cowboy
	You know somehow I kind of expected that
	Wearing spurs and boots and six guns
	And a big tengallon hat
	And all my cowboy dreams are livin'
	In that little buckaroo
	Cowboys often end up daddies
	You know I' m really glad, they do
	And he wants to be a cowboy
	Just the way his daddy did
	When he' s on his broomstick pony
	He' s Hoppy, Roy and the Sisco Kid
	And he wants to be a cowboy
	Just the way his daddy did