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A thanks to email protected (Alice Franceschini) for providing the lyrics for
this great song!
FSo you came from New York city
and you Bbwant to see the Fsights
FYou've heard all about those cowboys
and those Ccrazy Texas nights
I Fsee you've got your eye on something
Bbleaning on the Fbar
But the Bbtoughest ride he's Fever had
was Cin his foreign Fcar
So don't call him a Ccowboy
until you've seen him Fride
Cause a Stetson Chat and those fancy boots
don't tell ya what's inFside no
and if he Bbain't good in the saddle
Lord you Fwon't be satisDmfied
So don't call him a Bbcowboy
unCtil you've seen him Fride
FHe's the Hollywood idea
of the Bbwild andd wooly Fwest
In his french designer blue jeans
and his Ccustom tailored vest
You Fthink he's the real thing
but I Bbthink you oughta kFnow
BbHe can't even Fmake it through
a oCne night roFdeo No
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