Ain't never roped a ragin' bull
Nor et nuf beans ta make me full
Nor used my knife til it was dull
But I like the stormy weather.

I never dipped a wad of snuff
Nor chapped my hide til it was rough
Nor got my way cuz I was tough
Though I used to watch Big Valley.

I never wormed a single cow
Nor walked behind a moving plow
Nobody's ever asked me how
Though I got this great beer belly.

Nah, I never woke to mend no fence
And never saw no horse's sense
I guess I've never been convinced
A cowboy's life's a pleasure . . .

The dust and grime deep in yer eyes
The smell of dung and buzz of flies
And up at dawn to see it rise
Takes hardy folks to treasure.

Now, if ya like the open range
And if yer dog don't get the mange
And if yer lookin' for a change
There may be somethin' to it

To ridin' high and wearin' hats
And jinglin' spurs and hearty spats
And cool night winds and roasting rats
Depends on why ya do it!