Cowboys Were Kings

Another traffic jam, backed-up interstate

No way around it, half the town gonna be late

Me and this old Chevy are gettin' kinda hot

Tailpipes smokin' up a four-lane parkin' lot

Wish I could ride the wind, get out of these fumes

Take a trip and disappear back in the rearview

Wake up in the wild west, chasin' mustangs

Steerin'-wheel hands holdin' leather reigns

When this big city was a tumbleweed town

And a good whiskey wasn't watered down

And a midnight, moonlight, double-bareback ride

Was every pretty girl's dream

When pickups were horses and cowboys were kings

Back when the sunrise meant it was time to work

And when it set again, meant you were all hers

A tip of your hat was enough to make her fall

And a good woman's love meant you really had it all

When this big city was a tumbleweed town

And a good whiskey wasn't watered down

And a midnight, moonlight, double-bareback ride

Was every pretty girl's dream

When pickups were horses and cowboys were kings

If this Silverado seat was only a saddle

I'd give her right kick and jump that deep ditch

And high tail it for greener pastures

When this big city was a tumbleweed town

And a good whiskey wasn't watered down

And a midnight, moonlight, double-bareback ride

Was every pretty girl's dream

When pickups were horses

If only pickups were horses and cowboys were kings

Cowboys were kings