I wanna ten gallon stetson

And a horse that wears my brand

A thousand head of cattle

On a great big piece of land

I want a ranch in Arizona

Where they never sleep inside

I wanna gaze at the moon and stars above

I wanna learn to rope and ride

I want two pearled handle six guns

The kind that really shoot

A saddle trimmed with silver

And a pair of yellow boots

I'll have my name carved on my belt

I line my saddle see with a fell

I'm gonna be a cowboy, yes siree

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