Cowboy Buckaroo

(album: Thank You World - 1974)

I was raised on matinees on Saturday afternoons
Looking up at Hoppy, Gene and Roy... oh boy!
And I grew up a-thinking, "the best a man could do
Is be a rooting-tooting straight-shooting cowboy buckaroo"

Spurs a-jangling, whoopi-ti-yi-yay
Just a-wrangling to every single day
Yo-da-lida-ladi, yo-da-lida-ladi
Yo-da-lida-ladi, ooh...
A man should be a rooting-tooting straight-shooting
Cowboy buckaroo

A buckaroo's a cowboy who believes in what is good
A buckaroo wouldn't hurt you if he could... if he could
I ain't afraid to say it 'cause I ain't afraid of you
I'm a rootin'-tooting, straight-shooting cowboy buckaroo

Should we be the way we are, or be how we could be?
Could illusion become reality?
I've got to ask the question, 'cause the answer is overdue...
Why can't we all ride together and be cowboy buckaroos?

Why can't we all ride together and be cowboy buckaroos?