Zach John King - Wannabe Cowboy

[Verse 1]
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

[Chorus]
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

[Verse 2]
Those rhinеstones in your eyes
Must bе what roped me in
That wild side in your smile
Showed me what Heaven is
And it don't get better than this
[Chorus]
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

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

[Chorus]
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

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