[Think Shania Twain, Miranda Lambert, The Chicks, or Kacey Musgraves with a bit of Chris Isaak / Brian Setzer groove.]
[Intro – Guitar Riff + Bass Walk]
[(bright Telecaster lick, sets that dance-floor rhythm)]
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[Verse 1]
He rolls in with the sun on his hat,
Boots kicked up and a heart like that.
He’s got that grin that makes me sway,
Like a jukebox tune on a Saturday.
He don’t talk much, but when he does,
It’s slow and sweet, like Georgia love.
He tips his brim, I lose control,
That boy’s got a hold on my soul.
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[Chorus]
My cowboy — wild as the wind,
Spins me around, pulls me right in.
A little bit rough, a little bit sweet,
He’s whiskey fire with sugar on his cheek.
My cowboy — rides through my dreams,
A six-string heart in faded blue jeans.
Oh, my cowboy… he’s all I need.
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[Verse 2]
He’s got a truck, a dog, and a plan,
To make this girl his biggest fan.
We dance all night under neon light,
Boot heels banging, hearts taking flight.
He smells like smoke and summer rain,
Drives me crazy, drives me sane.
One kiss and I’m seeing stars,
Guess that’s just how cowboys are.
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[Chorus]
My cowboy — wild as the wind,
Spins me around, pulls me right in.
A little bit rough, a little bit sweet,
He’s whiskey fire with sugar on his cheek.
My cowboy — rides through my dreams,
A six-string heart in faded blue jeans.
Oh, my cowboy… he’s all I need.
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[Bridge – Guitar Solo]
[(rockabilly twang, slap bass walks, drums snapping — full dance energy)]
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[Breakdown – half-time groove]
He’s got that look that says, “Come on, darlin’,”
And I can’t say no when he starts startin’…
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[Final Chorus]
My cowboy — wild as the wind,
Spins me around, pulls me right in.
He’s got that spark, that southern heat,
My boot-stompin’ heart skips every beat.
My cowboy — rides through my dreams,
A six-string heart in faded blue jeans.
Yeah, my cowboy…
He’s the wild in me.
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[Outro – Guitar riff reprise]
[(Band hits strong on last beat — fade on bass groove and laughter)]
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