Lyrics:

When you hear that i'm a cowboy, and i work the cattle trail. You probably assume i'm big and tough (big and tough) But the trail's worn me down, i don't want to hang around I've just about had enough (had enough) you see i like a nice cup of expresso, and i like to read my people magazine I co-ordinate my chaps, but everybody laughs and say they don't like that shade of green Chorus: Oh no, it's true, i'm a sensitive cowboy and i don't know what to do oh no, it's kinda strange, i'm the last sensitive cowboy on the range well i try to eat a healthy, balanced diet but they all eat their brown beans from the can They all have to smoke about six packs a day you'd think they was the marlboro man (*cough* smooth!) and they don't like to go to see the opera on friday nights when they get paid and they don't help me bring in the hanging plants every time there's a native american raid Chorus (Spoken) Cowboy life sure is different these days why brand your cattle when you can just use bovine psychology? why have a gun fight when there are so many good para-legals out there? Nobody drinks and bush-whacks anymore And besides, we're all switching over to eating salt-reduced tofu jerky And if you're gonna ride off into the sunset, make sure you're using an effective sun-block Chorus (x2)