Yeah, I like to wear these boots and old blue jeans
I keep my cards close to my chest, ace up my sleeve
I might be old fashioned, a little stuck in my ways
The closest thing to the real thing you'll find these days
I ain't no John Wayne
Ain't riding off into the sunset, leaving what I love behind
Only silhouette smoke from a cigarette up against the western sky
In the bottom of the bottle, high in the saddle
Thinking I'm better off on my own
I've done enough cowboying to know
I ain't that kind of cowboy
I ain't that kind of cowboy
The first time your wild blue eyes looked at me
I was all but done for, swore I'd never be
One of those silver screen heroes, we know all too well
The kind that always ran from what they felt
Ain't a chance in hell
I'm riding off into the sunset, leaving what I love behind
Only silhouette smoke from a cigarette up against the western sky
In the bottom of the bottle, high in the saddle
Thinking I'm better off on my own
I've done enough cowboying to know
I ain't that kind of cowboy
This ain't one you wanna get up from when you're thrown
And I've done enough cowboying to know
That I ain't riding off into the sunset, leaving what I love behind
Only silhouette smoke from a cigarette up against the western sky
In the bottom of the bottle, high in the saddle
Thinking I'm better off on my own
I've done enough cowboying to know
Girl, I've done enough cowboying to know
That I ain't that kind of cowboy
I ain't that kind of cowboy