I've rode and I've rode that old road
With that make belive steel
I'd never been so frustrated in all my nine years
I was about to give up on that old bale of hay
But from the front porch I heard my dad say
My litle cowboy
You make me so proud, boy
Don't give up now
'Cause I know that somehow
You'll figure it out
My little cowboy
I played and I played this old bar
Tryin' to make the big time
I stayed broke which was cool
Until along came a kid and a wife
That's when I called up my dad
And said today is the day
It's time to put this old guitar away
And he said
Hold on there, cowboy
You make me so proud, boy
Don't give up now
'Cause I know that somehow
You'll figure it out
Yeah, my little cowboy, yeah
Now I've got a boy of my own
With his own set of dreams
He works hard to play quarterback
For his Pee Wee league team
Blue star on his hand
Our last name on his back
Free bouncin' the road
All in with a sack
And I hollered out
That's my litle cowboy
You make me so proud, boy
Dont give up now
'Cause I know that somehow
You'll throw that touchdown
Oh, my little cowboy
My little cowboy
Writer(s): Daniel Ivan Couch, Craig Campbell
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