BE A BETTER COWBOY
Words and Music by
Terry Alan Wade
© 2010 T.A. Wade

MY DADDY WAS MY HERO
WHEN I WAS FIVE
HE PUT ME ON MY ROCKIN’ HORSE
AND A WAY I’D RIDE

I’D PLAY IN THE SADDLE
TIL I HEARD HIM SAY:
HOW’S MY LITTLE COWBOY DOIN’ TODAY

WHEN I WAS TEN
HE TAUGHT ME RIGHT FROM WRONG,

SAID THAT A MAN
MUST BE HONEST AND STRONG

HE WAS MY HERO,
IT WAS PLAIN TO SEE
THAT WHEN I GREW UP,
THAT’S WHO I WANTED TO BE

BUT WHEN I TURNED TWENTY
HE SAID DON’T BE LIKE ME

YOU CAN BE MORE,
BUT YOU’LL HAVE TO DREAM

YOU CAN GO FARTHER,
AND REACH FOR THE SKY

AND THEN YOU’LL BE A
BETTER COWBOY THAN i

SO GIDDY UP, GIDDY UP GIDDY UP LITTLE COWBOY
GIDDY UP, GIDDY UP, GIDDY UP LITTLE COWBOY
BE A BETTER COWBOY THAN I

NOW THAT I’M THIRTY,
AND I’M ALL GROWN
WITH A COUPLE OF COWBOYS
OF MINE OWN

I KNOW WHAT’LL TELL THEM,
WHEN THEY’RE READY TO RIDE

GO OUT AND BE A BETTER
COWBOY THAN I

GO OUT AN BE A BETTER COWBOY
GO OUT AND MAKE THIS WORLD
A BETTER PLACE

GO OUT AND BE A BETTER COWBOY,
BE A BETTER COWBOY THAN I