One, two, three, four
I never gave you a twist on that old dance floor
I two-stepped my way out of your wide open door
And I rode away
Cause I'm the wrong kinda cowboy
Gene and Roy wish they had something on me
They stole hearts but I stole yours
Honey, don't trust me
I guess you could say
I'm the wrong kinda cowboy
So don't stick out your hand
Don't give me anything
I'll break your heart faster than these old guitar strings
And if I change my mind
It's only for one night
When the morning comes
You'll see nothing left behind
I guess you could say
I'm the wrong kinda cowboy
Emmylou took her chance
But I just couldn't take it
She ended up with a man
I think he made it famous
I guess you could say
I'm the wrong kind of cowboy
So don't stick out your hand
Don't give me anything
I'll break your heart faster than these old guitar strings
And if I change my mind
It's only for one night
When the morning comes
You'll see nothing left behind
I guess you could say
I'm the wrong kinda cowboy
I jump trains, I shoot bullets
I don't stop until I'm through
I don't stay in a place for more than one night
I don't plan, I'll just go
I'll chase ghosts down old dirt roads
Nobody's ever gonna pin me down
Well, I guess you could say
I'm the wrong kind of cowboy
Well, I guess they all say
I'm the wrong kind of cowboy