Cowboy Cool
[Verse 1]
The clothes he wears don't change too much at all
Straw hat in the Spring, felt hat in the fall
His favorite things to do, ropin calves and trippin' steers
He can take the heat, he's cowboy cool

[Chorus]
Cowboy cool, straights the way he shoots
Cowboy cool, his roots are in his boots
He might break a bone or two, but never the golden rule
His mama let her baby grow up to be cowboy cool

[Verse 2]
He'll show up down in Houston the first of every March
And Vegas in December, his Wranglers pressed and starched
Tryin' to break eight seconds and change the swing in his loop
He can take the heat, he's cowboy cool

[Chorus]
Cowboy cool, straights the way he shoots
Cowboy cool, his roots are in his boots
He might break a bone or two, but never the golden rule
His mama let her baby grow up to be cowboy cool
[Outro]
He might break a bone or two, but never the golden rule
His mama let her baby grow up to be cowboy cool
Mama let her baby grow up cowboy cool