Damn Good Cowboy

He’s the loosest dude I’ve ever been exposed to
He loves the bottle and a dirty joke
He likes to hang out on the street
And he’d rather fight than eat
And his nose and the women keep him broke
He’s been in every jail from here to Juarez
And every funky old backstreet saloon
He’s a victim of his fate
Born a hundred years too late
And sometimes I think
A hundred years too soon
He’s a outlaw, He’s a bum
He’s a rounder and then some
He’s as ordinary as a red-neck fool can be
He ain’t ever going to be no different
He’s a damn good cowboy
And I hope to hell he stays in Tennessee
He didn’t finish school or go to college
When he turned 16 he just had to go
And while everyone who did
Was building homes and having kids
He was out West riding in some rodeo
He got busted up in Cheyenne last September
And he had to get his hat and pack his trunk
And he came on back to town
He just kinda hangs around
He’s the local hero and the local drunk
You may think he’s a little crazy
And you may think that where he’s at’s nowhere
And in your righteous sight
You just might be right
But he damn sure did have fun getting there