Lyrics:

Riding on the range
I've got my hat- on
I've got my boots- dusty
I've got my saddle
On my horse
He's called (t-t-t-t-t-trigger)
Of course
I wanna be a cowboy
And you can be my cowgirl
I wanna be a cowboy
And you can be my cowgirl
I wanna be a cowboy
Riding on the chuck- wagon
Following my man
His name is Ted
Can you believe that? (Ted- oh Ted- Fighting off danger)
Camping on the prairie
Plays havoc with my hair
Makes me feel quite dirty
Don't we all do sometimes? (Ted gets so dirty)
I wanna be a cowboy
And you can be my cowgirl
I wanna be a cowboy
And you can be my cowgirl
I wanna be a cowboy

Looking like a hero
Six-gun at my side
Chewing my tobacco (ptui!)
(Hey drag away, quick wag away- whip!)
Out on the horizon
I see a puff of smoke
Indians on the warpath
(White man speaking with forked tongue, isn't it?)
Or not
I wanna be a cowboy
And you can be my cowgirl
I wanna be a cowboy
And you can be my cowgirl
I wanna be a cowboy
And you can be my cowgirl
I wanna be a cowboy
And you can be my cowgirl
I wanna be a cowboy
And you can be my cowgirl
I wanna be a cowboy

(Yippee yippee yay, yippee yippee yay yo-yo)
(Yippee yippee yay, yippee yay yo-yo)
(Yippee yippee yay, yippee yippee yay yo-yo)
(Yippee yippee yay, yippee yo-yo-yo)
(Oh, yippee, yippee yo-yo)
My name is Ted
And one day- I'll be dead yo-yo-yo