Conway Twitty - Don't Call Him A Cowboy Lyrics

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So you came from new york city

And you want to see the sights

You've heard all about those cowboys

And their crazy texas nights

I see you've got your eye on something

Leaning on the bar

But the toughest ride he's ever had

Was in his foreign car

So don't call him a cowboy

Until you've seen him ride

'cause a stetson hat and them fancy boots

Don't tell you what's inside no

And if he ain't good in the saddle

Lord you won't be satisfied

So don't call him a cowboy

Until you've seen him ride

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He was a hollywood idea

Of the wild and wooly west

In his french designer blue jeans

And his custom tailored vest

You're thinkin' he's the real thing

But i think you oughta know

He can't even make it through

A one night rodeo no

So don't call him a cowboy

Until you've seen him ride

'cause a stetson hat and them fancy boots

Don't tell you what's inside no

And if he ain't good in the saddle

Lord you won't be satisfied

So don't call him a cowboy

Until you've seen him ride

Don't call him a cowboy

Until you've seen him ride

'cause a stetson hat and them fancy boots

Don't tell you what's inside no

And if he ain't good in the saddle

Lord you won't be satisfied

So don't call him a cowboy

Until you've seen him ride

Don't call him a cowboy

Until you've seen him ride

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