The Last Sensitive Cowboy Lyrics

When you hear that I'm a cowboy and I work the cattle trail
You probably assume I'm big and tough (big and tough)
But the trail's worn me down, I don't wanna hang around
I've just about had enough (had enough)
You see, I like a nice cup of Espresso
And I like to read my People magazine
I coordinate my chaps but everybody laughs
And say that they don't like that shade of green

CHORUS:
Oh no, it's true
I'm a sensitive cowboy and I don't know what to do
Oh no, it's kinda strange
I'm the last sensitive cowboy on the ranch

Well I try to eat a healthy balanced diet
But the all eat their brown beans from the can
They all have to smoke about six packs a day
You'd thing they was the Marlboro Man (gasp, cough)
And they don't like to go to see the opera
On Friday nights when they get paid
And they don't help me bring in the hanging plants
Every time there's a Native American raid

CHORUS

(Spoken)
Cowboy life sure is different these days. Why brand yer cattle when you can just use bovine psychology? Why have a gunfight when there are so many good paralegals out there? Nobody drinks and bushwhacks anymore. Besides, we're all switchin' over to eatin' salt-reduced tofu jerky. And if yer gonna ride off into the sunset, make sure yer usin' an effective sunblock.

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