So city smog and dog eat dog
For some, may hold sublime
Well, as for me, if I had my way
I'd had lived some other time
Praise the Prairie and pass the cake
I'd like to eat it too
But being born now was my mistake
I've passed the buckaroo
I'd say you're right
No chance, why fight?
Why be a Cowboy Star
Hump back Brahmas, lovely cow mamas
Saw dust floor saloons
Dance hall queens romanced in my dreams
So why pop my balloon?
No chance, why fight?
Still in my own right
I'd be a Cowboy Star
Dreams of my life
Are so carried away
If just in my dreams
I could be for one day
Just for one day
Lost in my dreams
I'll be riding away
Like a Cowboy Star
Stage set, sundown
In my last showdown, I'll be