Lyrics:

I can see you got your eye on this old cowboy
And I can tell you've never had one for your own
Or you ve never been around one
Now you're thinkin' that you've found one
Well it might be kinda fun to take him home
You giggle every time that I say, 'Yes ma'am'
And I get this feelin' if I held you tight
You'd be seein his and hers
Buckles, boots and spurs
But that's a feelin' you'll get over overnight
'Cause whatcha gonna do with a cowboy
When that old rooster crows at dawn
When he's lyin' there instead
Of gettin' out of bed
And puttin' on his boots and gettin' gone
What you gonna do when he says, 'Honey
I've got half a mind to stay'
What you gonna do with a cowboy
When he don't saddle up and ride away

You can see it takes a special kinda woman
To put up with the life a cowboy leads
'Cause his boots are always muddy
And his beer-drinkin' buddies
Will camp out on your couch and never leave
Don't even start to think you're gonna change him
You'd be better off to try and rope the wind
What he is, is what you got
And he can't be what he's not
And honey, you can't hide him from your friends
So whatcha gonna do with a cowboy
When that old rooster crows at dawn
When he's lyin' there instead
Of gettin' out of bed
And puttin' on his boots and gettin' gone
Whatcha gonna do when he says, 'Honey
And I've got half a mind to stay'
Whatcha gonna do with a cowboy
When he don't saddle up and ride away?
Yeah, whatcha gonna do with a cowboy
When he don't saddle up and ride away?