Wannabe Cowboy

I love a stretched out sky I love a million storms I love 501s Scuffed boots and living too hard I love some room to run I love a campfire flame Can't be the only one Who loves pretty much anything Willie and Waylon sing Well, I ain't got a horse But I drive an F-150 I stay away from fights in bars But I still love that late night whiskey The six shooter in my holster Is a six string in a case And my heart was born to wander But when I ride away Baby, I'll come back 'Cause you're the dream Of every wannabe cowboy like me Those rhinеstones in your eyes Must bе what roped me in That wild side in your smile Showed me what Heaven is And it don't get better than this Well, I ain't got a horse But I drive an F-150 I stay away from fights in bars But I still love that late night whiskey The six shooter in my holster Is a six string in a case And my heart was born to wander But when I ride away Baby, I'll come back 'Cause you're the dream Of every wannabe cowboy like me I may never ride away like the real ones do But I'll chase every Western sunset with you I ain't got a horse But I drive an F-150 I stay away from fights in bars But I still love that late night whiskey The six shooter in my holster Is a six string in a case And my heart was born to wander But when I ride away Baby, I'll come back 'Cause you're the dream Of every wannabe cowboy like me