"Wannabe Cowboy" lyrics

I love a stretched-out sky
I love a million storms
I love 501s
Scuffed boots and living too hard
I love some room to run
I love a campfire flame
Can't be the only one
Who loves pretty much anything
Willie and Waylon sing

Well, I ain't got a horse
But I drive an F-150
I stay away from fights in bars
But I still love that late night whiskey
The six-shooter in my holster
Is a six-string in a case
And my heart was born to wander
But when I ride away
Baby, I'll come back
'Cause you're the dream
Of every wannabe cowboy like me

Those rhinestones in your eyes
Must be what roped me in
That wild side in your smile
Showed me what Heaven is
And it don't get better than this

Well, I ain't got a horse
But I drive an F-150
I stay away from fights in bars
But I still love that late night whiskey
The six-shooter in my holster
Is a six-string in a case
And my heart was born to wander
But when I ride away
Baby, I'll come back
'Cause you're the dream
Of every wannabe cowboy like me

I may never ride away like the real ones do
But I'll chase every western sunset with you

I ain't got a horse
But I drive an F-150
I stay away from fights in bars
But I still love that late night whiskey
The six-shooter in my holster
Is a six-string in a case
And my heart was born to wander
But when I ride away
Baby, I'll come back
'Cause you're the dream
Of every wannabe cowboy like me