I can see you got your eye on this old cowboy
And I can tell youve never had one for your own
Or you ve never been around one
Now youre thinkin that youve found one
Well it might be kinda fun to take him home
You giggle every time that I say, Yes maam
And I get this feelin if I held you tight
Youd be seein his and hers
Buckles, boots and spurs
But thats a feelin youll get over overnight
Cause whatcha gonna do with a cowboy
When that old rooster crows at dawn
When hes lyin there instead
Of gettin out of bed
And puttin on his boots and gettin gone
What you gonna do when he says, Honey
Ive got half a mind to stay
What you gonna do with a cowboy
When he dont saddle up and ride away
You can see it takes a special kinda woman
To put up with the life a cowboy leads
Cause his boots are always muddy
And his beer-drinkin buddies
Will camp out on your couch and never leave
Dont even start to think youre gonna change him
Youd be better off to try and rope the wind
What he is, is what you got
And he cant be what hes not
And honey, you cant hide him from your friends
So whatcha gonna do with a cowboy
When that old rooster crows at dawn
When hes lyin there instead
Of gettin out of bed
And puttin on his boots and gettin gone
Whatcha gonna do when he says, Honey
And Ive got half a mind to stay
Whatcha gonna do with a cowboy
When he dont saddle up and ride away?
Yeah, whatcha gonna do with a cowboy
When he dont saddle up and ride away?