You’d Think I Was a Cowboy Dylan Scott

[Verse 1]
I ain't no John Wayne
I ain't from an Amarillo plain
Sure, I might shoot some whiskey like a sixer
And I've been known to have some pretty good aim, yeah

[Pre-Chorus]
I ain't got them open range roots
But when it's you I'm standing next to

[Chorus]
Girl, you'd think I was a cowboy
Got you in my holster
Baby, I've done roped ya
Pulled you into me
You'd think I was a cowboy
Out there in the wild west
Baby, you're the wildest thing I've ever seen
I could ride you off into a sunset
Light a fire in you with just one kiss
The way I rolled in with the dust and
Tamed you with my touch and
Saddled up your love
Girl, you'd think I was a cowboy
You'd think I was a cowboy