Punk Rock Cowboy

Never into leather and studs
But he liked them all the same
Bought these records from a magazine
Called metal deaf and game
He grew up strong and he grew up right
Except in his daddy’s eyes
He said «now son, don’t you waste your time
With all of them evil lies»
So there he was, the first punk rock cowboy
Always wonderin' how it would be
To grow up in the punk rock scene
But never ever gave up on his punk rock dream
So he headed off in a whiskey haze
Going to a pistol show
And all of a sudden
There she was just standing on the edge of the road
Sweetest girl he’d ever seen
She calls herself irene
But later on the little cowboy found out
She had herself three clit rings
So there he was, the first punk rock cowboy
Always wonderin' how it would be
To grow up in the punk rock scene
But never ever gave up on his punk rock dream
Oh, oh let’s go
Oh, oh let’s go
Now if you see him standing in the crowd
Be sure to say «hello»
Never miss him in his cowboy hat
Baby, marchin' just a little too slow
If you’re wondering what he’s about
Ask him, it’s plain to see
Say «i'd like to stay and rock with ya
I’d love this here punk rock scene»
So there he was, the first punk rock cowboy
Always wonderin' how it would be
To grow up in the punk rock scene, oh yeah
But never ever gave up on his punk rock
Oh never ever gave up on his punk rock
Never ever gave up on his punk rock dream