If you hear me talk about the smell of cigarettes
The tattoo on my left arm I got for him
Denim on denim, I'm certain he set the trend
Oh, momma, I wanna be a cowboy like him
I wish I liked flowers the way that he did
I just started wearing my old pair of boots
I looked up to him when I was a kid
I'm missing him lately even though now I'm 22
Oh, momma, I wanna be a cowboy like him
I lost you when I was 13
Hadn't seen you in awhile
Mama said you weren't clean
Oh, momma, I wanted to be a cowboy like him
I heard you passed oh sweetly
Cuddled up under a cozy blanket
Sitting on your suntanned couch
I sat next to you, held your cold stone hand
You looked in God's eyes and accepted defeat
But you looked so peaceful somehow
And I'm missing you a little more right now
Oh I wanted to be a cowboy like you
Oh momma I want to be a cowboy like him
Oh momma I want to be a cowboy like him