Since I was a kid I had this dream
I want to be a tough guy, wild and mean
Flying buletts, flying fists
Born to ride and to be kissed
Cowboy, Cowboy he can ride
Any horse and any bride
Cowboy, Cowboy
Comes to town
Beat you up and shot you down
I wear my blue jeans very tight
Please the ladies every night
They put money in my hat
Makes their husbands so upset
Cowboy, Cowboy he can ride
Any horse and any bride
Cowboy, Cowboy
Comes to town
Beat you up and shot you down
Cowboy, Cowboy never die
Feels no pain, never cries
Cowboy you get all the chicks
Big big horses and big dicks
Was never wild was never mean
Never joined the cowboy scene
I just ride my rocking chair
Hide my teeth in tupperware
Cowboy, Cowboy this is sad
Vomit in your cowboy hat
Cowboy, Cowboy
This is fun
Lost the bullets, fuck your gun
Cowboy cow-ohh-boy we die
Every night I have to cry
Cowboy cowboy
What a prick
Drunken horse and shrunken dick
Writer(s): Peter Taegtgren, Till Lindemann
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