Every cowboy loves his boots.
That's why he gives them names that are cute,
Like Jacques and Amoga,
And he wears a toga,
And that's why they say he's as crazy as a coot.

Every cowboy loves his hat.
That is where he keeps his skat.
When he goes a riding,
And he comes in fighting.
You know his hat is full of skat.

Every cowboy fears my name.
I've rustled a million cows
And filled hefirs with shame.
And when I come in to town,
You'd better paint your knuckles brown,
Cuz I'll blow up your house,
I'll take your daughter,
Your Wive, your money,
And I'll eat your brain.