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Marty Robbins - I'm Gonna Be a Cowboy Lyrics




I want a 10-gallon Stetson
And a horse that bears my brand
A thousand head of cattle
On a great big piece of land

I want a ranch in Arizona
Where they never sleep inside
I want a gaze at the moon and stars above
I want to learn to rope and ride

I want two pearl handled six guns
The kind that really shoot
A saddle trimmed with silver
And a pair of yellow boots

I'll have my name carved on my belt
I'll line my saddle seat with felt
I'm gonna be a cowboy
Yes sirree

I want a 10-gallon Stetson
And a horse that bears my brand
A thousand head of cattle
On a great big piece of land

I want a ranch in Arizona
Where they never sleep inside
I want a gaze at the moon and stars above
I want to learn to rope and ride

I want two pearl handled six guns
The kind that really shoot
A saddle trimmed with silver
And a pair of yellow boots

I'll have my name carved on my belt
I'll line my saddle seat with felt
I'm gonna be a cowboy
Yes sirree
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I want a 10-gallon Stetson
And a horse that bears my brand
A thousand head of cattle
On a great big piece of land

I want a ranch in Arizona
Where they never sleep inside
I want a gaze at the moon and stars above
I want to learn to rope and ride

I want two pearl handled six guns
The kind that really shoot
A saddle trimmed with silver
And a pair of yellow boots

I'll have my name carved on my belt
I'll line my saddle seat with felt
I'm gonna be a cowboy
Yes sirree

I want a 10-gallon Stetson
And a horse that bears my brand
A thousand head of cattle
On a great big piece of land

I want a ranch in Arizona
Where they never sleep inside
I want a gaze at the moon and stars above
I want to learn to rope and ride

I want two pearl handled six guns
The kind that really shoot
A saddle trimmed with silver
And a pair of yellow boots

I'll have my name carved on my belt
I'll line my saddle seat with felt
I'm gonna be a cowboy
Yes sirree
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Writer: MARTY ROBBINS
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