He rode north out of Texas
To an uncharted land
Lookin' for a place
To make his way
With his saddle and his bedroll and a dream in his
mind
He started a legend still livin' today
With a hat made by Stetson, spurs n' high heeled boots
Through the years not that much has changed
He never meant to be a hero, it just turned out that
way
He's still around and cowboy is his name
CHORUS:
He's what all the little fellows want to grow up to be
And what women think they can domesticate
He's at home on the range and alone in a crowd
Feels he was born a hundred years too late
What he does he doesn't do for the fortune or the fame
It's a way of life cause cowboy is his name
He's been wrote about in poetry and sung about in
songs
Talked about in Houston and Cheyenne
You might see him at the stockyard or the local rodeo
But most days he's out makin' a hand
He doesn't measure worth in money or a fancy house in
town
He's happy with his life out on the plains
He's a friend you can depend on in show and sleet and
rain
He takes pride in known' cowboy is his name
REPEAT CHORUS
TAG:
He's still out there somewhere, ridin' on the range
He takes pride in knowin' cowboy is his name
