
I Wanna Be a Cowboy, Baby! (Acoustic version) CMAT
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[Verse 1]
I can't go far without hittin’ the sea
I won't last long without a shop that I need
Red Bull from to get me through the day
And I feel bad 'cause I didn’t cry
When someone I grew up with died
But I break down every time I'm on the scales
[Pre-Chorus]
Always the cowboy, never the cow
I hate the way my life turned out
There ain't no ranch to roam inside my room
And I've got cotton wool for arms
I won't be much use on the farm
So I'll stay inside and watch him sing his tune
Four, three, two
[Chorus]
I wanna be a cowboy, baby
I wanna be a cowboy, baby
Spin 'round on the playground
Oh, I wanna be a cowboy, baby
I wanna be a cowboy, baby, alone
I don't need you to walk me home
[Verse 2]
My style icon is the Wolverine
Between each finger lies the key
To getting home without a buckaroo
And I see rodents at the foot of my bed
In the mornin’ light when the sun is red
And I don’t know what that means, but it's comin’ true
I can't go far without hittin’ the sea
I won't last long without a shop that I need
Red Bull from to get me through the day
And I feel bad 'cause I didn’t cry
When someone I grew up with died
But I break down every time I'm on the scales
[Pre-Chorus]
Always the cowboy, never the cow
I hate the way my life turned out
There ain't no ranch to roam inside my room
And I've got cotton wool for arms
I won't be much use on the farm
So I'll stay inside and watch him sing his tune
Four, three, two
[Chorus]
I wanna be a cowboy, baby
I wanna be a cowboy, baby
Spin 'round on the playground
Oh, I wanna be a cowboy, baby
I wanna be a cowboy, baby, alone
I don't need you to walk me home
[Verse 2]
My style icon is the Wolverine
Between each finger lies the key
To getting home without a buckaroo
And I see rodents at the foot of my bed
In the mornin’ light when the sun is red
And I don’t know what that means, but it's comin’ true
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