Yeah, I like to wear these boots and old blue jeans

I keep my cards close to my chest, ace up my sleeve

I might be old fashioned, a little stuck in my ways

The closest thing to the real thing you'll find these days

I ain't no John Wayne

Ain't riding off into the sunset, leaving what I love behind

Only silhouette smoke from a cigarette up against the western sky

In the bottom of the bottle, high in the saddle

Thinking I'm better off on my own

I've done enough cowboying to know

I ain't that kind of cowboy

I ain't that kind of cowboy

The first time your wild blue eyes looked at me

I was all but done for, swore I'd never be

One of those silver screen heroes, we know all too well

The kind that always ran from what they felt

Ain't a chance in hell

I'm riding off into the sunset, leaving what I love behind

Only silhouette smoke from a cigarette up against the western sky

In the bottom of the bottle, high in the saddle

Thinking I'm better off on my own

I've done enough cowboying to know

I ain't that kind of cowboy

This ain't one you wanna get up from when you're thrown

And I've done enough cowboying to know

That I ain't riding off into the sunset, leaving what I love behind

Only silhouette smoke from a cigarette up against the western sky

In the bottom of the bottle, high in the saddle

Thinking I'm better off on my own

I've done enough cowboying to know

Girl, I've done enough cowboying to know

That I ain't that kind of cowboy

I ain't that kind of cowboy