That's How We Cowboy

The country is where I belong, Out where the wind

sings its own song. Riding out on that open plain, Just me and

my horse, no need to explain. Underneath God's watchful eye,

He sees me through, come rain or sky. We ride,

we ride till the night, Under stars that burn so bright. And do it

all over again, oh my, That's how we cowboy till the day

we die! There ain't no one better than a cowboy, That's how we

cowboy, oh boy, oh boy. Dust kicks up as