I wake up every morning in a different place and time I thank God I can live the way I choose Though at times the road gets lonely I can't settle down I gotta win cause I can't stand to lose I was born to be a cowboy full of dreams and broken bones God it ain't an easy life but it's the one I chose And I was born to be a champion I can feel it in my soul Cause every time I win it just keeps driving me on I broke my neck in Frisco and my arm in San Antone I left a part of me in every place I've been Boy you'd thing I'd learn my lesson give it up and go back home But I can't quit the will to win's to strong I was born to be a cowboy full of dreams and broken bones God it ain't an easy life but it's the one I chose And I was born to be a champion I can feel it in my soul Cause every time I win it just keeps driving me on I was born to be a cowboy full of dreams and broken bones God it ain't an easy life but it's the one I chose And I was born to be a champion I can feel it in my soul Cause every time I win it just keeps driving me on Every time I win it just keeps driving me on

[John Lennon cover] Well i don't wanna be a soldier mamma, i don't wanna die Well i don't wanna be a sailor mamma, i don't wanna fly Well i don't wanna be a failure mamma, i don't wanna cry Well i don't wanna be a soldier mamma, i don't wanna die Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no Well i don't wanna be a rich man mamma, i don't wanna cry Well i don't wanna be a poor man mamma, i don't wanna fly Well i don't wanna be a lawyer mamma, i don't wanna lie Well i don't wanna be a soldier mamma, i don't wanna die Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no Well i don't wanna be a beggar mamma, i don't wanna die Well i don't wanna be a theif now mamma, i don't wanna fly Well i don't wanna be a churchman mamma, i don't wanna cry Well i don't wanna be a soldier mamma, i don't wanna die Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no Hit it! Well i don't wanna be a soldier mamma, i don't wanna die Well i don't wanna be a sailor mamma, i don't wanna fly Well i don't wanna be a failure mamma, i don't wanna cry Well i don't wanna be a soldier mamma, i don't wanna die Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no I'm tilting on the break of shit Decisions making in my life Makes me loose it i ain't taking it this way i ain't making it There n mistakes but if i'm wrong i will pay for it Like them bills i hate to pay Today i stay brave to win every day i'm a soldier I don't wanna die. I ain't know killer either So why does mama cry? She needs to feed her child But she's a child in her father's eyes Ya'll better recognize The power parents recking with Does it make sense to make way for censorship? It's brains we messing with Across the planes we got kids n chains and whips Who live their lives censor less but we couldn't give a shit. I don't wanna lie Cheaters will cheat Some will rather reach jesus Before meeting defeat I think it's easy to see i you be seeing these streets Sometimes my eyes Can't believe what they see, On tv, young like me sent over seas Sent over greed i believe Is this what we need? Yo these guys like me. To add fire to the fuel Life twisted my views Just from flicking the news I gives me the early 21st century blues But we making it threw Make what you make it You can't redo what you do I'm the living proof making it threw the 21st century blues Peace.

I want to grow up to be a politician And take over this beautiful land I want to grow up to be a politician And be the old U.S. of A.'s number one man I'll always be tough but I'll never be scary I want to shoot guns or butter my bread I'll work in the towns or conservate the prairies And you can believe the future's ahead I'll give the young the right to vote as soon as they mature But spare the rod and spoil the child to help them feel secure And if I win election day I might give you a job I'll sign a bill to help the poor to show I'm not a snob I'll open my door I'm charging no admission And you can be sure I'll give you my hand I want to grow up to be a politician And take over this beautiful land (Brass Band) I'll make you glad you got me in with everything I do And I'll defend until the end the old red white and blue I want to grow up to be a politician And take over this beautiful land And take over this beautiful land And take over this beautiful land

Lyrictext I'm a cowboy Yes i am And last summer On my fortieth birthday I deserved the biggest stupid sign You could ever give an individual I decided on my Fortieth birthday I was gonna become A rough stock Bareback rider In the rodeo Not a good age To start this little hobby Guess i better tell the wife Pumpkin You ain't gonna believe this I'm going to bareback Riding school and she goes Are you stupid Ha ha i guess But i am a cowboy I'm a cowboy Yes i am Make no mistake about it I'm a rodeo man I ain't never been afraid To take the bull by the horns I've been a cowboy since the day I was born I'm a cowboy Yes i am I get to the arena The horse is in the chute But it's not even a buckin' horse ya'll It's a trainer The horse still has A halter with a lead rope on it Alright But i get behind the chutes And my coach starts callin' me Cowboy which is psyching me up I mean if he'd just Call me bill I'd have like Hey let's just Blow this off But i get behind The chutes And he goes I knew you'd show up Cause you're A cowboy I believe you're a cowboy Hey are you a cowboy I said yes i am a cowboy I'm a cowboy Yes i am Make no mistake about it I'm a rodeo man Living for a minute When they pull that gate Countin' every second down And prayin' for eight I'm a cowboy yes i am My coach goes Alright cowboy When you're ready You dip that hat And we're gonna Let him go I said sss let's go They slammed The gate open And lead the horse out By the rope Like you would do with your kids But i'm spurring this horse like i'm at The national finals rodeo man I'm just woah Woah oh oh And my coach is Screaming You got him cowboy You got him I said you dang right i got him I am a cowboy 'Bout that time I hear my coach go get him hank Hank is my Coaches dog Who's only job Is to make this horse mad Hank jumps up and bites this horse on the butt And this horse freaked He did this lunge buck And i'm airborne I'm a cowboy yes i am Make no mistake about it I'm a rodeo man I ain't never been afraid to take The bull by the horns I've been a cowboy Since the day i was born I'm a cowboy Yes i am And my coach goes Well bill I said oh now it's bill He said you wanna ride that horse again I said no But i got to know one thing Did that horse buck He goes yeah why And i go Cause i am a cowboy I'm a cowboy Yes i am

A campfire, some coffee From a tin cup in my hand Sure warms the fingers when it's cold Aplayin' an old guitar A friend I understand Sure smoothes the wrinkles in my soul Asleepin' in the moonlight A blanket for my bed Leaves a peaceful feelin' in my mind ... Wakin' up in the mornin' With an eagle overhead Makes me want to fly away before my time And I think God must be a cowboy at heart He made wide open spaces from the start ... He made grass and trees and mountains And a horse to be a friend And trails to lead old cowboys home a-gain Night life and big cities Is alright for awhile Sure makes you feel good when you're there ... But the country's so pretty It goes on and on for miles takes away my troubles and my cares ... And I think God must be a cowboy at heart He made wide open spaces from the start ... He made grass and trees and mountains And a horse to be a friend And trails to lead old cowboys home a-gain And trails to lead old cowboys home again.