My Little Cowboy

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I throwed and I throwed that old rope

At that make-believe steer

I'd never been so frustrated

In all my nine years

I was about to give up on that old bail of hay

When from the front porch I heard my Dad say

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My little cowboy

You make me so proud, boy

Don't give up now

'Cause I know that somehow

You'll figure it out

My little cowboy

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I played and I played this old bar

Trying to make the big time

I stayed broke which was cool

Until along came a kid and a wife

That's when I called up my Dad,

I said today is the day

It's time to put this old guitar away...

and he said

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Hold on there, cowboy

You make me so proud, boy

Don't give up now

'Cause I know that somehow

You'll figure it out

Yeah, my little cowboy, yeah

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Now I've got a boy of my own

With his own set of dreams

He works hard to play quarterback

For his pee-wee league team

A blue star on his helmet,

our last name on his back

Three downs in a row, all end with a sack...

and I hollered out

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That's my little cowboy

You make me so proud, boy

Don't give up now

'Cause I know that somehow

You'll throw that touchdown

Oh, my little cowboy

My little cowboy

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