"Cowtown" lyrics

Some people call it the "Wild, Wild West"
I've learned to call it home
I tried to leave, I gave it my best
Guess I left leaving alone

I got my windows down and my radio up
95.9 in my pickup truck
I'm gonna head to the stockyards, catch me a buzz
Drink till the lights come on

And the cowboys will be lining them up and knocking 'em down
And the cowgirls will be looking for love when last call rolls around
Down in Cowtown

I never cared for the city that much
Raised on the county line
I turned eighteen, got a fake ID
Fell for a downtown Saturday night

And the cowboys will be lining them up and knocking 'em down
And the cowgirls will be looking for love when last call rolls around
Down in Cowtown

It's a dance floor jukebox, two-stepping Billy Bob's
Closing in on what I found

And the cowboys will be lining them up and running their mouths
And the cowgirls will be falling in love, spinnin' 'round and 'round and 'round
Down in Cowtown
Down in Cowtown

God, I love Cowtown