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Artist: Murphey Michael Martin
Song: Cowboy Logic
Album: Cowboy Songs

There's a great American hero, we all look up to
When the times are hard and the chips are down,
he knows just what to do
Now a cowboy's got a set of rules that he lives by day to day
If you ask for his advice, he'll more than likely say

If it's a fence, mend it.
If it's a dollar bill, spend it
Before if burns a hole down in them jeans
It it's a load, truck it.
If it's a punch, duck it.
If she's a lady, treat her like a queen

That's cowboy logic, every cowboy's got it
It's in the way he lives his life and the songs he sings
That's cowboy logic, every cowboy's got it
He's got a simple solution to just about anything

If it's a job, do it.
Put your back in to it.
'Cause a little bit of dirt's gonna wash off in the rain
If it's a horse, ride it.
If it hurts, hide it.
Dust yourself off and get back on again.

That's cowboy logic, every cowboy's got it
It's in the way he lives his life and the songs he sings
That's cowboy logic, every cowboy's got it
He's got a simple solution to just about anything

An old cowboy and a young buckaroo were workin', ridin' fence
The old hand was testin' the kid - on his skill and common sense
He said "Son, if you seen three men in a pickup truck,
dressed alike from boot to hat,
could you tell which one was the real cowboy,
just from where he sat?"

The kid scratched his head awhile and then he said
"Well, there ain't no way to know".
The old hand grinned and then he said
"Kid, in this outfit, you've got a long, long way to go.
The real cowboy's the one in the middle.
He ain't there just by fate.
'Cause first he don't have to drive, and then
he don't have to get out and open no gates"

That's cowboy logic, every cowboy's got it
It's in the way he lives his life and the songs he sings
That's cowboy logic, every cowboy's got it
He's got a simple solution to just about anything
He's got a simple solution to just about anything

 


Artist: Hill Brenn
Song: Call You Cowboy
Album: Call You Cowboy

God saved some lucky men to be cowboys
'Cause no ordinary man can wear the name
Hearts of gold and hands of leather
And that restless spirit no one will ever tame

CHORUS:
Branded by the land
Befriended by the wind
You may never pass this way again
But somethin' in the wind is sayin' that your time is now, boy
Your daddy calls you a drifter
I call you cowboy

That voice of freedom is callin' you down the line
And you don't know where you're goin' but you know what you leave behind
So you're saddlin' up now to chase your dreams
To show yourself and the world what freedom really means

CHORUS

She's got eyes as blue as the sky
Whoever said that cowboys don't cry
Its just somethin' deep inside sayin' your time is now, boy
Your daddy calls you a drifter
I call you cowboy
Yeah, your daddy calls you a drifter
I call you friend
I call you cowboy
I call you cowboy
I call you cowboy




Optional: House of The Rising Sun

...there is a house in New Orleans,
they call the Rising Sun...
...and it's been the ruin of many a poor boy,
and God, I know, I'm one...