We’ll show them but they don’t know we exist
Leathered boys in the security of darkness
Vernal lambs and the dogs of night
Play our jams in the broad daylight
Run this town, I’m the lord of the hicks
I know both kinds of music
I ride the C for an entire song
My golden harem, help me sing along
Ditch riders, methamphetamines
You can’t stop the cowboy king
My voice is as good as Dylan’s
Brought joy to tens of hundreds
Won the Flying Cross, you were still in bed
They say you only live once
I’ve died a thousand deaths
Ditch riders, methamphetamines
You can’t stop the cowboy king
High sierra, skies of blue
Whispering pines, remind me of you
High sierra, skies of blue
Whispering pines, remind me of you
Skies of blue, reminds of you
Ditch riders, methamphetamines
Ditch riders, methamphetamines
You can’t stop the cowboy
You can’t stop the cowboy
You can’t stop
The cowboy king
The cowboy king
The cowboy king
The cowboy king